You were simple like a shadow, like a dew, like an anemone,
like the smile of dawn, like the night, crying in love
without you, the night again, the mirror is in front of me, sad, the
window is open to my rain, but I miss the word "color" of
life, when I was thinking of you, the
fragrance of flowers was with my breath, when I was singing about you
, I was singing about you,
when I went to you, my poems and my
eyes were taken from the burning star, you left me to cry,
and the night was filled with You left me with worries
and left me to the decline of the petals,
the word was the color of life, when I was thinking of you, the
fragrance of flowers was with my breath, when I was singing about you, I
was singing about you, you were simple like a shadow, like a dew, an anemone,
like a smile of dawn, like the night, crying in love
without you, the night again, the mirror in front of me, sad,
the window open to my rain, but I miss the
word the color of life, when you think of you. I was
the perfume of flowers with my breath, when I was singing from you, I was
singing from you, when I was leaving, I was singing from you
, my poems and my
eyes were taken from the burning star, you left me to cry,
and the night was filled with me, you left me with worries
and left me to the decay of the petals,
the word was the color of life, when you were thinking of you,
your perfume was with my breath, when I was singing about you
, I was singing from you.
