As angels admired you,
And never let go of your light
But I, alas, let me thank you
For the way you've been caressing and warming me.
For trying with all your strength
To keep all that you have.
For that, all that we had
A beautiful time in love
The night has covered us with its wing
And melted away in the daytime Like fresh dew
Love is gone, it pains us to hear it
But we have to talk about it
For there is a soul that hardly breathes,
Which, wishing to free itself.
Don't be sad, don't be sad, don't be sad
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