hilda hernandeaz
The violets have returned
But they have no color for you
This warm tenderness that you
Carried in your eyes
Is no longer, no longer there
Like the violets, you will also return
With the spring, you will come back
You had my life
You had my life in your arms
You went away. I don’t know…
You went away with someone else, giving away my dreams
Maybe tomorrow… who knows…you will cry
When you understand my love…I am sure
Many springs will blossom again
Like the violets, you will also return
You will return
Many springs will blossom again
Like the violets, you will also
You will also return