A goodbye without reasons,
a few years without value ...
I got used to your kisses
and your honey-colored skin
to the spike of your body
to your laughter and to your being
My voice breaks when I call you
and your name becomes ivy
that hugs me and between its branches
she hides my sadness
Something of me, something of me
something of me, is dying
I want to live, I want to live
know why you're leaving, love
You go, love
but you stay
because you are part of me
in my house and in my soul
there is a place for you
I know that when I wake up tomorrow
I will not find who found
and in your place there will be a void
big and dumb as the soul ...
Something of me, something of me
something of me, is dying
I want to live, I want to live
know why you're leaving, love
You go, love
but you stay
because you are part of me
and in my house and in my soul
there is a place for you ...
Something of me, something of me
something of me, is dying
I want to live, I want to live
know why you're leaving, love
Something of me, something of me
something of me is dying