Vahos de Ayer
Flema
Mists of Yesterday
I toast once more for my friends
those who are only in my heart
and even though they are no longer here with me
because they have already gone and will not return.
The memory is always there
whether you want it or not,
even if you don't want it
it's always in my mind
whether you want it or not,
even if you don't believe it.
I saw an empty place at a table
a place that can never be filled
alcohol invades my head
only in revenge can I think
The memory is always there
whether you want it or not, whether you don't want it
it's always in my mind
whether you want it or not, whether you don't believe it.
