I will stay here, behind the silence and behind the curtain, sitting alone at sunset, remembering you.

Yes, I will stay here without you because I have learned the meaning of love and fear? And I have learned how deadly the moments of separation are? This distance is slowly killing me, stealing my soul that never tires of mentioning your name.

I will stay here, stumbling among the memories you left inside me. Ah; how intense is this separation. It spreads me in the air like the wind, so I touch your cheeks with all my love, and I delve into your lips with all my tenderness. Then I return with a story written by separation and your stinging distance.