Casi la termino.

The pain is another time becoming in a lie.
The love we make is being deluted in the rain.
The passion in our hearts dissappear with another fight.
And I cannot do more than wait.

Our sorrow is expanding to our bodys,
And the feelings are hard to feel now.
Maybe the lust is wining the gambling,
But we have maybe a little time to grow.

And return again,
And feel twice the same,
Understand mistakes,
And enjoy the rest.

Shei 'en Viggi.