I think
I lie side
I put my head and my left arm
I look inside myself
And how long?
I'd say quite a while

It is this wind inside of me
that tells me
Since when I have kept this?
Since when I don't love someone?
someone new
with special or regular things
I Breath and say;
How long?
I let time pass
And no think about love
Not because i don't want
But because there is no one true
And because everything at its time

Someday maybe someone will look at me
To my eyes with seriousness and tenderness
And I will tell how long
Since when did not feel this
This madness called love
this passion
This lifting moment.