And today, just like yesterday feels
with its same blue temperate sky,
with the sun shining and watching over us,
and thousands of flowers heavy with dew.
Just like yesterday, and the day before, and the day before,
with the breeze inviting the leaves to dance,
while colorful birds chant.
Yes, just like the days before it feels,
I tell myself, though deep within,
nothing but false are my words.
For one thing is no longer the same,
no longer the same, no matter how much I want it to change,
no longer the same, but now it's too late,
Now, unspoken words will forever remain unspoken,
existing invisible to you.
Too late I was,
Now, I'll lie to this already too gloomy heart,
that today, just like Yesterday feels.
But the same it would never be.