I think of Autumns already past.
I think of winters that returned.
Without you, it's not the same.
I sought in your eyes my exile.
I follow your footsteps, I go groping about.
Tell me: where do they go.
I wanted to cry
for you and for me
one more day.
The moon hides her stare and I…
I want to conquer it.
you already see, everything remains the same.
A slow flood of tears, a bitter flood of tears.
A flood of tears, at last, desperate, and I….
even I know not to cry.
And I wanted to dream
for you and me
one more day.
I'm not afraid to shout
your name in the dark
in this exile that
you have forced me to share.
It is like a knife edge
this road I now follow, love,
I will not return.
And I wanted to cry
for you and for me
one more day.
I wanted to dream
for you and me
one more day.