Enanitos Verdes - Your old letters (Tus viejas cartas)

I was reading your old letterswhere you told me about love.Using words, trying to tell me"I can't be without you.."And where is it now? That beautiful illusion.Of giving to you, the best of my love.We thought that everything had changed.There wasn't a reason to be sad anymore.But the winter knocked on our door.And like a leaf, our love died.And where is it now? That beautiful illusion.Of giving