On the summit of oblivion,
on the end of your path,
I'll be there, waiting for you,
just come and follow me.
I don't know if I'll love you forever,
that I can't assure,
I only know that loving you is something strong
that I never manage to control.
A light through the space and silence,
always is there, isn't seen, I feel it, feel it.
You and me, so much time has passed,
I traveled with you, from temptation to friendship.
On the summit of oblivion,
on the end of your path,
I'll be there, waiting for you,
and without asking for an explanation.
A whole life with you,
as a lover, as a friend,
I don't care how what,
let's just go home, follow me.
What we told eachother isn't forgotten,
everything goes directly to the heart.
When I don't see you it's rekindled, oh, oh,
and is heard with repetition.
It's good, it's bad, a lie was worse,
than omitting, than staying quiet and I can't stop thinking
that today, when I told you I loved you it was true,
true, but I don't know how long it will last.
On the summit of oblivion,
on the end of your path,
I'll be there, waiting for you,
and without asking for an explanation.
A whole life with you,
as a lover, as a friend,
I don't care how what,
let's just go home, follow me.
Follow me. Follow me.
Let's just go home, follow me.