Time seems an eternity,
when you are not here.
once more I look for your hot body,
but I only find some cold sheets.
Then, Clement God,
I beg you have compassion,
And let it happen
that tomorrow, my soulmate,
will wakeup close to me, again.
The day becomes a torture,
I look for, but never find you,
only my own thoughts
make my soul knows
that you are true.
I know you will be here tonight,
curled up and close to me,
making my times happy,
and making peaceful the fords of life.
I ´ll be waiting for the day to go away,
and keep praying for one more night
to A Clement God,
Who plays with our innocent souls.