I hope when the night becomes day,
hopes and sighs lost.
I do not think you come, I know, I know
not come.
I know that hurts you the distance,
know that nights are cooler,
I know that you're not.
I know all of you.
day I know that makes you suddenly night
know you dream of my love, but do not say,
know I'm a fool to wait,
For I know that will not come.
I wait when we look at the sky at night:
your there, I here, longing for those days in which
marked the farewell kiss,
Maybe for the rest of our lives.
talk like that is sad.
me When the day becomes night,
And the moon hides the sun so bright.
I'm alone, I know, I never knew
nothing so much in my life,
only know that I feel very alone,
and I'm not there.
My apologies for feeling so
was never my intention to offend.
never dreamed of love,
or with feeling.
My air is just like water in the desert.
My life is shortened to never let you inside me. My
life expectancy is you,
and I'm not there.
Why I'm not there, you ask,
Why have not taken the bus to take me to you?
Because the world I've been here I can be there.
Because every night thinking about you tortured me.
Why can not I just forget you?
Why not just live like that?
Why not just ...
Mario Benedetti
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