Sometimes I think

Sometimes I think

How is the world Will be

Without the light of your eyes

Without the purity of magic?

Sometimes I think

what I would do

If I was by your side

Day and night, night and day?

Sometimes I think

How easy it would be

to understand the people

in their joys and sorrows?

Sometimes I think

that the search for an ideal

though it may be simple

to get it is key.

But sometimes I think

so much joy

If I don´t have her beside me,

Oh how I wanted.

Sometimes I think

If the world will end

to pursue happiness

if I cannot love you?

Do not always think, so sometimes!