Stolen love

The girl could not imagine 
that this was love too, 
she was trembling in the grass, 
she could still feel his smell on her own body.

"Who was, what did he want from me,
why did he kill my thoughts? 
Who knows if one day I will be able to forget 
and go back to the way I was yesterday?"

The girl did not imagine 
that the pain could be so strong, 
the wind went by and she prayed 
that those words would not return. 

"Now start moving, make me enjoy it, 
if you don't like it, you can also scream, 
that doesn't matter since no one can hear you,
no one can save you." 

And she used to dream of a sweet music, 
and of soft lips to caress, 
of moonlights and of the waves of the sea, 
of short phrases to whisper. 
And she used to dream of a deep love, 
unique and big, the biggest in the world, 
like a flower that has been broken 
so they had stolen the love to her.

 
The girl did not imagine 
that the pain could be so slow, 
lying in the grass she wept, 
the sun rose on her tears.

And she used to dream of a sweet music, 
and of soft lips to caress, 
of moonlights and of the waves of the sea, 
of short phrases to whisper. 
And she used to dream of a deep love, 
unique and big, the biggest in the world, 

but the wind had now left her 
only the memory of a stolen love. 

Like a flower that has been broken 
so they had stolen the love to her.