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The beautiful children we made while talking, my dear
When we liked each other
We will never have them
The beautiful house for our little boys, my dear
The wind in its shutters
We will never hear it
This beautiful journey, in a picture
All those who love each other have done the same
The same story in color or black
And in the end, we cry
They look like us, those who one day
No longer have the love of living together
It's a story I know by heart, but at the end I cry
The tea roses we planted, my dear
Will never bloom
Nor our rebellious ideas
The golden world that we were remaking then, my dear
When we liked each other
We will never see him
This beautiful journey in a storm
All those who love each other have done the same
And then suddenly
On the train, we are alone
And in his hands we cry
They look like us, those who one day
No longer have the love of living together
It's a story I know by heart, but at the end I cry
And the mirrors
Don't be careful
To those who watch them
In your memory, I am passing through, just passing through
They look like us, those who one day
No longer have the love of living together
It's a story I know by heart, but at the end I cry
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