No one

No one will never understand what we felt

And no one will never understand what we still feel now

Because not even us do

We just feel

We try to find the words

And we fail.

...

Segueixo pensant que no és just

T'estimo, m'estimes

I què fem? De moment, tirar-ho tot per la borda....

Hon

Because for some odd reason,

when someone says that true love just comes once,

I think of you

Patience

Because I usually run away I don't understand why I'm here,

looking at you, not knowing what to do what to say.

When it seems you haven't seen I'm actually here.

Because in fact, I don't even know who you are.

Give time to time,

to get to know

Patience.