You that have lived longer than I,
tell me why that things that should make me laugh,
make me cry?!
And tell me,
I that love you so dearly,
why someone else kisses your lips?!
And tell me this,
how can it be that you want to be here and are there?!
Can it be me?!
Do I love you so much,
I’m afraid to love?!
Do I want to laugh so much I cry instead?!
Can it be I don’t believe in me?!
And, therefore, in we?!