I want to love, to love madly
To love but to love here and there
Plus this one or another and everyone
To love, love, and not love anyone
To remember to forget halfheartedly
To grab or release is bad is good
Whoever says that you can love someone
During a lifetime, is lying
There is a Spring in every life
You need to sing it floridly enough
For if God gave us a voice it was to sing
And if one day I become dust, ashes and nothing
What were to be my night will become a dawn
That knows that it will lose me to find me