| Round trips, (Leonardo) When night falls outside, memories hit me Of the time when we were two children Thinking the world was a honeycomb Ah, this innocent love was for a lifetime Never between us, neither goodbye nor departure Our passion tasted like heaven It even seems like yesterday was the first kiss When I close my eyes, I still see you And feel your heartbeats Oh, how many beautiful things there are in such pure love It seems unbelievable that the future That we dreamed of was just an illusion The train of destiny came on the tracks of time And took you away on other paths Leaving me here at the station of solitude And in these comings and goings of my longing I lost the address of happiness I became a prisoner of remembrance |
