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Your little face is very sad
And your tearful eyes
Your white hand in the wind
Saying goodbye to me

The hair on your face
And that sad look
I have carried in my soul
Since the day I left

And your first sorrow
When I take your hand that serene afternoon
And the blush of cheeks
When you gave your first kiss to me

I didn't lose hope of getting back together
And God first tomorrow
I will return from my trip
I have the ticket ready to be with you

This time I was away
Missing you day and night
I learned that without your love
I can't live

I remembered your love so white
Your laughter, also your crying
A thousand details and so many things
That I have of you

And your first sorrow
When I take your hand that serene afternoon
And the blush of cheeks
When you gave your first kiss to me

I didn't lose hope of getting back together
And God first tomorrow
I will return from my trip
I have the ticket ready to be with you

I will return from my trip
I have the ticket ready to be with you