I will be a herald of good news

Only if you stay a little longer

The spirits blow if they want

And you who just found out

Late again, my love

I'm still the same as always

And my voice bores you, goodbye comes

I come cynical, phobic, raw, boiled and

Roasted by you, it will clear up, my love

There are so many beautiful parts

Without your betrayal

And the world keeps turning

Even without your love

I'm facing your sincerity

I feel strange again if you comfort me

We will erase the traces

The worst nights at the bar

Without remembering that there was a time

In which all impatience was grace to be able to laugh and celebrate, my love

With a happy face

Without a mask to cover the pout of your disdain

With fists raised wishing for the end

Make the revolution with a love song

There are so many beautiful parts

Without your betrayal

And the world keeps turning

Even without your love.

Solari Indian