And I swear to you that sometimes I feel like
calling you and telling you how much I miss you.
How lucky I am to have run into you today,
it's been so much time since I've known anything about you,
talk to me a bit; how have you been; how's it going with you.
I think that not even time can make you change,
always so beautiful, so special,
always so willing
to disarm me with one look.
And I swear to you that sometimes I feel like,
calling you and telling you how much I miss you.
And ask you if you remember,
that naive [man] who waits for you.
Who fell in love with you,
who made you smile,
who so long as you wanted,
would promise you a thousand stars.
And the thing is I have am wretched,
because I don't even know how to be without you,
I walk with blinders on wandering aimlessly,
hoping to encounter you as today.
And I swear to you that sometimes I feel like,
calling you and telling you how much I miss you.