My pure love
Buried in a thousand avalanches
I lost my happiness
I look for it fighting
I run away from this city
So that it can’t look at me
So that it can’t take a photograph
Of the condition of my heart
Which is now dancing slowly and still
Among the rocks of the memories
Now it’s here, laughed at and tired
Between memory and illusion
Of what was pure love.
This is our night
Run fast my angel
Like it was the last reason to stay alive
And if it will be love
Then treat it like a secret
Like the most precious gift you’ve received
That says why you live,
Why you die.
I can’t stand the fake and the traitors
So I’ll go away
And you, who do you live for? Who do you die for?
Even if it was the last word
Say it now and maybe one day I’ll come back
My pure love
I raised you in my dreams
And I got a tattoo of you on my heart
Having faith even in the mistakes
I leave my love only to you
Like a knight errant
And I walk, wandering away
From us even if the pain
That I’m filled with is huge
But I’m not afraid of the damage
My soul was delivered to you, only you and yours remains
This is our night
Run fast my angel
Like it was the last reason
To stay alive
And if it will be love
Then treat it like a secret
Like the most precious gift
Ever received, like me and you
My pure love
Which is maybe my cause of death
But it’ll be in the name of a lifetime
spent on the edge of a dream
For the music, the people who took care of my wounds
Those people, that music, showed me a future
and it was only pure love.