I look for you inside myself,
But I can't find your faces.
You wander, like my childhood,
Alone in my silence,
Real and unreal as a name.
Background: the memories of her family growing old. My mother speaks.
I look for you inside myself,
But I can't find your faces.
You wander, like my childhood,
Alone in my silence,
Real and unreal as a name.
Background: the memories of her family growing old. My mother speaks.