And you,
who knows where you might be,
fragile soul
who motionlessly listened to me
but without laughing.
And now you,
who knows where you might be.
Have you found love
or, like me, do you only look for adventures
because you don't want to cry anymore?
And life goes on
even without us
who are now far away
from all those situations that joined us,
from all those small emotions that used to be enough.
From all those situations that will never come back
because everything changes with time, you know,
and so do we.
And so do we.
And so do we!
Who knows where you might be.
Have you found love?
Fragile soul.