In a medow of dead flowers I have seen crossing you Believing that each step that you make is the correct one And it's not necessary to go back With your proud walk I can smell your hidden fear If you could see in my eyes And listen to the heart So full of emptiness In a land of broken dreams In a drawer of lost smiles I will be seated My lonelyness never was apart Beauty and melancholic thoughts Dark and sad so much times I don't know if my last word Were guessed right but never I will regret that With tears in your eyes requested to me That never hate you ...and already you see I promised nothing Nothing to you If you could see in my eyes And listen to the heart So full of emptiness In a land of broken dreams In a drawer of lost smiles I will be seated My lonelyness never was apart The time is scarce Without lucidity of thought The days are nights and the nights Are the space of time that all return to my head And I cannot hide I'm sorry... I'm sorry... I wouldn't want this I'm sorry... I'm sorry If you could see in my eyes And listen to the heart So full of emptiness In a land of broken dreams In a drawer of lost smiles I will be seated My lonelyness never was apart My lonelyness never was apart My lonelyness never was apart...