I remember the time,
of you loving me
when all was bright
and nice, and clear.
Those times have passed
and we two remain
just an example
of love to maintain.

Why was I a fool?
Why was I so cruel?

For you my love
it was, it is, and forever will be
as altruistic like it was
in its very beginnings,
'cuz my love is encaged
in a sorcerer charm
from wich to escape
it's hard to apply.

Perhaps I won't see you again,
but, as the guardian of my heart
you will always remain,
hoping with joy that it won't crack
because has become so fragil and dark.
When human feelings
are so deep, and shaped
the emancipation from you
it's more hard to take.