I walk in a world I don't recognize,
in love with ladies who disappear,
I, who don't sleep at night to dream awake...
Why we always miss something that we will not have again,
meanwhile we want something we can not get?
Sehnsucht,
yearn for a future.
Saudade,
yearn for a past.
The middle point between these two,
is life.
in love with ladies who disappear,
I, who don't sleep at night to dream awake...
Why we always miss something that we will not have again,
meanwhile we want something we can not get?
Sehnsucht,
yearn for a future.
Saudade,
yearn for a past.
The middle point between these two,
is life.
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