Near me, your perfume still lingers here in my room. I remember your voice leaving echoes in my heart. What remains today of that love? What happened to you? I don't know what I could have done to make you forget my love. I remember that in the room we were always two. Now I look closely and all that remains is a sad goodbye. Even though you're not here, your image is reflected everywhere. Your soft skin is just a memory of unfaithful love. This passion changes mood when I think of you, and a whisper remains that helplessly seeks a reason. I am lost and without knowing what will become of me, I stand tall but I am a shadow of my former self. I'll search for a place inside me to bury your heart, to hide my pain. I'll have to find a place where I can forget this pain, where I can leave your treacherous love. What remains today of that love? Everything is lost. Another day passes of my life alongside the others. I only know that you're not here. Where could you be? Only that infamous rose remains here for me, a witness to how much I lost. a witness to how much I lost. [Instrumental only]
