Now and then
I was waiting the seasons
They may come and go
After leaving my heart to
Nostalgia , thoughts and boredom
Now and then
Nostalgia carries me to you
Getting a nap in your eyes
The ghosts of farewell appear
We get up in terror
In silence we split
You are all the seasons
I’m the stranger on your meadows
I carry passions with my bags
Before your door I wait
You are the whole time and
I’m the passenger in the seasons
The routes of love carry me
Nostalgia attracts me
I yearn to the face of the moon
I remain waiting to leave with the clouds
I ask the days eagerly
When will the rain come ?
Our fate to go strangers with days
We chase our dream
And life loses , oh , my life
And we are in a state of departure .
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