Adiós

Goodbye, they said goodbye
Time is precise, but their love is not
And today they are found in everything
The air burns them
We watch from the outside
Sun, we ask you
To heal the wound that their love has
It's a distant sign
That stirs the nights
Tired of winter

Where will our path be
When time caught destiny
As if your kisses are my wine
Let it go, don't stop it, stop it
Knowing is listening
Words in time
That are not said
Words in time
Sun, we ask you
To heal the wound that their love has
To heal the wound