That dead rose in the street awaits
Message after message, preparing itself to fly
Because you have been my companion
Because now you’re nothing and now everything is pointless
If I didn’t know how to love you it wasn’t your fault
I don’t believe in love and that’s not my fault
If I didn’t know how to see you and I lost you
If every day you give me makes you suffer
No, no
To see you once again
With your eyes saturated from yesterday
With the sweetness of a love that no one sees
With the promise of that last coffee
With a bunch of broken dreams
To see you once again
To see you once again
With a heap of broken dreams
I left my pride behind for a moment
I prepared myself to be alone once again
If I didn’t know how to love you it wasn’t your fault
I don’t believe in love and that’s not my fault
If I didn’t manage to understand and I lost you
If every day that you give me makes you suffer
No, no
To see you once again
With your eyes saturated from yesterday
With the sweetness of a love that no one sees
With the promise of that last coffee
With a bunch of broken dreams
To see you once again
To see you once again
With a heap of broken dreams
To see you once again
With your eyes saturated from yesterday
With the sweetness of a love that no one sees
With the promise of that last coffee
With a bunch of broken dreams
To see you once again
To see you once again
With a heap of broken dreams