To the first person that helps me to understand
I will give my time, I will give my faith
I don't ask that things always turn out well for me
but it's just that I am sick of losing you without wanting to
To the first person that helps me to leave
this hell in which I myself decided to live
I will give whichever afternoon for us both
What I'm saying is that right now I don't even have a place to be
The gold for whoever wants it but we do talk about yesterday
I have drunk so much but I am still thirsty
at least you knew, at least I didn't tell you
that things weren't as they seemed
But it's just that the first person that helps me to feel once again
I will give my life, I will give my faith
even though you aren't the person that I dreamed why
(what am I to do? nothing).
What am I to do with dreams?
What am I to do with those kisses?
What can I do with all that which we dreamed?
Tell me where do we put it.
Where do I keep the look that you gave me one time?
Where do I keep the promises, where do I keep yesterday?
Where do I keep, girl, your way of touching me?
Where do I keep my faith?
Although the people say it I don't want to hear it
There is no greater fear than that which one feels when one feels nothing
Girl, you see it so simply, oh my love!
But it's just that the simpler you see it, the more difficult it is for me.
To the first person that helps me to walk
I will give my time, I will give even the sea
I don't say that it's easy, but, girl
Right now I don't even have a place to be.
To the first person that doesn't want to judge me
I will give caresses that I had kept back
I don't ask that things always work out for me
But it's just that I'm sick of losing you.
And to the first person that takes me to the truth
I will give my time, I don't want to wait any longer
I don't understand you when you say to me, what bad luck!
And you say life has strong things like that.
I can tell you what a flame is like from the inside
I can tell you how much its fire weighs
and it's because loving in loneliness is like a bottomless pit
where God doesn't exist, where truths don't exist.
It's all so relative, like how we are here
we don't know, but, my love, give me blood to live
at least you knew, at least I didn't tell you
that things weren't as they seemed.
And to the first person that doesn't want to judge me
I will give caresses that I had kept back
girl, you see it so simply, oh my love!
but it's just that the simpler you see it, the more difficult it is for me.
To the first person that doesn't want to judge me
I will give caresses that I had kept back
I don't say that it's easy, but, girl
right now I don't even have a place to be
not even a place to be.