So then, goodbye. Do not forget anything?
Well, go ... We can say goodbye.
Already we have nothing to say?
I leave, you can go ...
But no, wait, wait
yet it stops raining ... wait a while.
And above all, is well sheltered,
because you know how cold it is out there.
A winter coat is what would
to wear ... So I have returned it?
Is not nothing I have yours?
Have you taken your cards, your portrait?
Well, look at me now, my friend
for that purpose, and is one to say goodbye.
Go! We must not grieve;
come on, Should not mourn, what nonsense!
And why so much effort
need to make our heads,
to imagine and see us again lovers
those so tired and so tender
we had been before!
We had given
lives forever, each other, forever,
and behold, now we return them,
and you're going to leave me and I'll leave you,
and soon everyone will leave
with your name, meanwhile ... ... wandering ...
Restart
live elsewhere ...
Of course, at first suffer. But then come pious
oblivion,
only true friend forgives us;
and there again you and I kept
to be as we are, all other
between two people.
So you're going into my past.
And I will see you on the street from a distance, without crossing
to talk to the other side,
distracted us away and you'll light
costumes for me unknown. And we will not see us
long months, and forget
the taste of your touch,
and my friends will give you news
of "that friend of yours."
And I in my turn, eagerly
suppressed by the evil fake pride,
ask why it was my star
and refer to you, you are my life,
to you, you were my strength and sweetness ,
say: how is that?
Our big heart, how small it was!
Our many purposes, how few!;
and yet we were so crazy
at first that spring.
you remember? The apotheosis! The charm!
We loved each other so much!
And it was that love? Who would believe it! So
us-even we-love
when we talk
are we like the others?
This is the value we
to the words of love that moves us.
What Unfortunately, my God we are
are all the same thing! How it rains! You can not
out and raining.
Come on, stay, look, I pray, and try to understand
later. We
new plans,
and even if the heart has changed, perhaps
relive the past love the charm of old gestures. We will attempt
;
one will behave well. You, you'll be good ..
sweet as ever.
And then ... it's unbelievable,
has a customs;
chain comes sometimes be necessary.
Sit here, my darling:
remember your disgust with me, and I
you about my loneliness.
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