Why are you so beautiful and at the same time so difficult? Because life goes by and I love you in my summer If you treated me like a dirty and abandoned toy If you don't understand that loving is something more than kissing us I envy everyone who has found love That my thing is not to go from flower to flower, that I'm tired of that I just wanted to adorn the nights with your dark face And tell you that there are hearts that torment you in the night Sometimes I look at it and I cry and I cry, thinking that it could and it wasn't in the end But the clouds cover the stars, stars that only want to look at you Because you are the crib that kills me, because you are the rain that doesn't let me get wet Without you I saw stories, stories that I never wanted to see end I loved her so much, so much that I died for her God knows that very well, she is the queen of my inspiration For whom I suffer, the muse of my love I look in the memory and I find my past The bells and more bells that my soul has heard You know well that the last border would have taken you That the paths of life must be taken with two hands Sometimes I look at it and I cry and I cry, thinking that it could and it wasn't in the end But the clouds cover the stars, stars that only want to look at you Because you are the crib that kills me, because you are the rain that doesn't let me get wet Without you I saw stories, stories that I never wanted to see end I loved her so much, so much that I died for her God knows that very well, she is the queen of my inspiration For whom I suffer, the muse of my love I loved her so much, so much that I died for her God knows that very well, she is the queen of my inspiration For whom I suffer, the muse of my love I loved her so much, so much that I died for her God knows that very well, she is the queen of my inspiration For whom I suffer For whom I suffer