They talked to me about her again
And my mind, without realizing it
Where we promised each other so much
Where we loved until exhaustion
They talked to me about her again
They told me that she is still beautiful
That at night when she lies down
She sees my photograph and thinks
I, the one who didn't care at all
About hurting that flower
I, who in honor of the truth
Haven't stopped loving her
They talked to me about her again
And that night when I closed the door
I felt myself hers again
Her memory stayed in my veins
I, the one who didn't care at all
About hurting that flower
I, who in honor of the truth
Haven't stopped loving her
My mind brought her love back
I felt the sweet taste of her kisses
I felt the sweetness of her presence
And I console myself in my sleeplessness thinking
That she also thinks about me
Her love follows me like a shadow
I don't know why they mention her if I never forgot her