There is a black sky, there are many thing here today.
I don't rememeber the last night,
i suposse that you wasn't there.
where are you?, Where am I? Where are we?
Maybe still under the last rain where we look at the eyes.
wait... still is a dream, still is our dream,
and still can be many things
I want you, but the life no is so easy.
Is a blue dream, you was many colors,
many ways, many forms to say....
good bye.
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