Walking up the hill tonight
when you have closed your eyes.
I wish I didn't have to make
all those mistakes and be wise.
Please try to be patient
and know that I'm still learning.
I'm sorry that you have to see
the strength inside me burning.
But where are you my angel now?
Don't you see me crying?
And I know that you can't do it all
but you can't say I'm not trying.
I'm on my knees in front of him
but he doesn't seem to see me.
With all his troubles on his mind
he's looking right through me.
And I'm letting myself down
And I wish that you could see...
-Vamos, vente conmigo a Londres! Ecribiremos un montón de canciones en nuestro piso. Puedes traer a Ivonka, será genial. Vamos.
-Sí, iremos a Londres y nadie volverá a encontrarnos.