In the depths of the night, when the moon is lost in the clouds,
And the stars hide their brightness in a dark sky,
I find myself wandering the paths of melancholy, alone and lost,
Dreaming of you, my love, in a world that no longer exists.
A sad music resonates in my empty soul,
An echo of a love that was, but is no more,
In your eyes, once full of love and warmth,
I see only a shadow, a distant memory.
On the field of longing, where flowers no longer bloom,
I walk with heavy steps, laden with regrets and yearning,
I remember the days when we were together, happy,
And my heart cries, in an endless lament.
At every sunset, I look to the horizon, hoping,
That you will appear again in my life, like a miracle,
But the sun is lost in the sea, and I am left alone,
With our memories, and with a broken heart.
Every night, I search for you in dreams, but I cannot find you,
You are a shadow, a phantom, that always eludes me,
And I wake up with tears in my eyes, and an empty soul,
In a cold and desolate world, without you.
Every day, I try to forget you, but I cannot,
You are in every beat of my heart, in every breath,
You are in every thought, in every dream, in every hope,
And I cannot let you go, even though you left long ago.
In the depths of my soul, where love still burns,
I keep you as a treasure, as a beautiful dream,
And I wait, with a heart full of longing and melancholy,
To find you again, my love, in another life, in another dream.
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