Carta

Your letter, my mistake
There was no other plan
Our love that was new
Didn't get to see much
I hardly knew

Your plea, my shock
I die and don't shut up
Our love that was flesh
Grew weak from the bone
Who would've thought
Dies young

A love without care is marked
Lives in a dream, wakes up too late

My attachment, your sin
There was no other side
Your love that was iron
Didn't get to see fire
And it would be enough

Your pity, what a mystery
When nothing is so serious
Almost everything is a joke, tell me
What's funny about seeing my circus in flames?
If when you love, you hurt deep

A love without care is marked
Lives in a dream, wakes up too late