The moment I did surrender
my heart to you, I remember
with love and kisses so tender,
you promised you never lied,
knowing that my heart was lonely
and your promises were only,
an excuse to get my love...
and since then my life is broken
and I find myself just walking
never knowing where to go.

In the room where we were lovers,
on the floor pillows and covers,
sweet "momentos" of our passion,
memories which make me cry.
On the table there's your picture
that reminds me of our future
which has now become a lie...

Half awake I hear your footsteps,
I always leave my door open
assuming your heart is broken
and you'll come back to my side...
I keep buying from the corner
every cake you used to order,
pie and "mate" to enjoy...
I can feel our bed complainig
it misses you every morning
'cause she used to watch our joy.

I dont' see over your dresser
that feminine touch of beauty,
parfume bottles tied with ribbons,
only a woman can display
and the mirror... faithful witness,
of your beauty and my sickness
is missing you night and day.

I remember in the evenings
all the poems and your singing.
The guitar now's in the closet,
no one else will sing or play...
even the light on the ceiling
seems to be losing its power,
every moment... every hour...
it's a torture... I must say...

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