Yes, let her sleepShe can’t figure out now,not you, don’t speak to herthat she doesn’t feel this heart, anymore.Wind, you too, She can’t figure out nowshe sleeps, sleeps and doesn’t want this heartFour winds and I’m alone, my notes without lucklet her still sleeplet to die as soon as possiblethis soul without love,not you, don’t give itTime pass and don't speaktime pass and don’t tell her
