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Even if the end is coming, I want to repeat these things Even if they are not true, I'm now able to believe that there's a sense in what I believed In this epoque, I turned away from this changing answer like from a poison But I'm afraid that she disappears when I lose sight to her... If this voice I'm playing with reaches you, I will attract you and pluck your heartstrings Could you raise yourself for me, unable to sing, a little smile? He stops and begins anew, I was enmeshed by this voice And nevertheless, me, who was never brave enough to shut my ears I was lost...without cease, without cease Look, those gestures from which I can't separate, they became useless The words that make me remember a past epoque...that constrains me The recurring days scream out the lies, an idiot that doesn't recognize this Now that the exchanged words would have told me one thing after the other... (There, look) This tear has stolen me the solitude and the friendliness (There, again) Nobody in front of me, the world seems quiet and it has stopped If this voice I'm playing with reaches you, I will attract you and pluck your heartstrings Could you raise yourself for me, unable to sing, the tiniest smile? From Letras Mania