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Open eyes and clean manners

And the voice is so pure, velvety,

You are haunted by these gentlemen,

You lit up the radiant day with beauty.

And the heart believes sincerely, openly,

To all the tender promises and your words

You attract me like a magnet

Once believed naively your wondrous dreams.

Time passes, your attention is gone

You don’t notice, you don’t write, you don’t call anymore,

Our charming nights were a fairy tale

When meeting in the eyes do not look and are silent.

And I believed so, literally freezing,

And absorbed all the tenderness, kindness,

Your pure soul is dry and empty

And only now contemplates silence.

Weeks, months and years have passed

There is no trace of that marvelous simplicity,

We were overcome by storms and adversity

I don’t need your kindness pill anymore.