I love you
from the place where we used to be
from the place where I am
where you forgot me
which hides you in vain
from the place where I think of you
why here you smiled at me
and it was heaven
I love you
from the farthest place
from where you are now
and every day I ask the wind
that breaks off the leaves
and goes fast
to raise your hair
and bring you my voice
What a pain you make
what a pain you are
what a pain the loneliness makes
Loving who isn't there
What a pain makes
loving you from here
loving you like this!
This habit to love who isn't there
I love you
and here all the things
say your name
and want to sing
our song
our words
and they pray God
to make you return
What a pain you make
what a pain you are
what a pain that makes, it's the loneliness
Loving who isn't there
What a pain that makes
loving you from here
loving you like this!
This habit to love who isn't there