You can see nothing , just look! He sacrificed the holy and good days, but love, the cry of a deep pain, the pursuit of love, it is not possible to silence the sound of makeup, the pain of being without you, the silence of my breaking, the voice of my poets, like happiness, you are far away from me, but always the taste of your cries, the bitterness of my words , I knew your tragedy with your departure! Instead of my songs, I made an elegy, my stories became a sad letter to you, every word of mine became just your voice, you are closer to me than me, but it is always cold, you are far away, you do not move away from my body , the pain of these distances makes me scream, in the palm of my silence, the flames of fire...
