Com'on don't cry or I will have to drink all your tears And they are too salty to my taste And you know I prefer sweet things All the sweet things you said and did I'll never forget Com'on keep trying love is all have you now Com'on keep trying love is all you are now What do exist in the other side Better just to imagine Our gardens and flowers are the real paradise Com'on just close your eyes Now I hold your hand And we save our lives With our sweet things