The empty nights everyone was talking about the rain,
For us the hope and the love had lost,
Just like the heart from the endless sky,

Kept only the cloudy and a piece of pain2.

The empty nights everyone was laughing with the kids,

In our cold hands there was neither sorrow nor joy,
And myself I was looking for the hours that were lost,
In a small chamber, with the sky as ceiling.


The empty nights we were dreaming of a beach,
The sun free, the eyes beautiful and bright,

Now all clouds are trying to chase our sun,
Now our eyes see the sea and do not speak.


The empty nights we were dreaming of a beach
The sun free, the eyes beautiful and bright.