Throbbing melancholy
In the silence of the night
Your face appears and caresses
In the depths of my laziness
This vain hope that pursues me.
Thoughts and nostalgia
Cover my soul with sorrow
Summon endless sobs
Extract from me lethargy.
Separation without witness
Steal my next hours
This hardly born emotion
And leaves me without tomorrow.
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