Amaren Negarra

Every day
I see you on the street
Same as always
And always looking for the eternal.
Surely annoyed and tired
I want to leave
But I don't know how.

Once decided to leave
I started to see
Like an old rag,
But it wasn't enough
At night, back in your arms.

Taking away the years from love
I ask myself
Can she do it?
Looking for the bag of love
I ask myself can she do it?
If she enters
She will make a mess and

Taking away the years from love...

In a bitter love
In a bitter love
In a bitter love