Stealing never ends sadness, if you have a conscience.
Here it goes away, Along with your heart.

In any form ask that tommorrow returns.
Shake off the feeling of confusion from believing
lies, even the ambiguous attitude habors puffy eyes*

Stealing never ends sadness, if you have a conscience.
Here it goes away, Along with your heart.

I have no words to fill the immensity of the distance.
I also knew it would in due time dissappear.

Every dia you said "I can't help but remember..."
You became interpreted without anymore to say.

In no time I began to shed tears. No longer.
And 'here' you will not forget the coração goes without saying

You are crying out. thus you'll fail twice tomorrow.
The real you is not touched again.this is the last time.

Stealing never ends sadness, if you have a conscience.
Here it goes away, Along with your heart.

Even in dreams you're alone, you saw passing por the sky...
...when you no longer exist...no one will care.