You came when I needed you most
\nWith unexpected words
\nI spend just one evening
\nSo that with your hands you could touch my soul
\nNo more than 100 words were enough
\nTo want to connect my being with your magic
\nKiller of my demons
\nYou managed to find inside me a great treasure
\nYou know it belongs to you now
\nThe heavens tremble when I ask you to embrace me and kiss me hard<\/p>\n
Your I love you are my drug
\nWith every kiss from your lips my soul explodes
\nYou flood with joy any of my defeats
\nYou absorb my suicidal thoughts when your hand touches me
\nI want to be your guardian when you feel alone
\nI will protect your body so that sadness does not absorb you.
\nWatching over your dream while imagining you are my wife
\nHug you tightly when you feel your life is broken<\/p>\n
He walks beside me, holding hands.
\nThat loneliness and pain have already accompanied us
\nThat life has become a real gift.
\nSince your arrival, the shades of gray have changed.
\nthe rainbow I can see when I'm by your side<\/p>\n
I wanted to write you something nice on a night of mourning
\nThe best I could see were your photos on the floor.
\nContemplating the blackness in your eyes and the length of your hair
\nRemembering how we flew above the skies
\nWhen you write with your soul
\nNothing you expect more than calm to come
\nWaiting to see you lying on my bed
\nWaiting for the sound of alarms<\/p>\n
Nightingales are the birds of destiny
\nYour hands cuddling me, in your chest my ear
\nSenses clueless with your voice, the most beautiful sound
\nThat catches my emotions and turns to you all my heartbeats
\nYou were my guide in my worst moments
\nYou woke me up when I was more asleep than awake
\nI promised to be for you always and forever
\nI was hoping to be there when you felt you were absent
\nNow life is breaking us under the yoke of pain.
\nThat's why there is my last letter written to love....<\/p>\n