She slept in the heat of the masses
And I woke up wanting to dream her
Some time ago I thought of writing to him
That I never dodged the traps of love
Of that love
Of light music
Nothing frees us
Nothing else remains
I will not send you ashes of roses
I do not intend to avoid a secret touch
Of that love
Of light music
Nothing frees us
Nothing else remains
Of that love
Of light music
Nothing frees us
Nothing else remains
Nothing more...
Nothing else remains
Nothing else remains
Nothing else remains
Nothing else remains