Pétala Por Pétala

Your absence made me see
The bad that life can have
And your return gives me more
Of all the honey I would dare to want

Your presence makes me laugh
On days made for rain
There's no revolt to feel
Nor miracle not to believe

Coming that ends
The ink to paint sadness
And leaves the mysteries full of meaning
The flower of life whole

Petal by petal
That a fool can pick
Without knowing it's love

Come and increase in me
The only one I am
And subtract from what passed in me
It's love, come...