She walked barefoot on the street,
she saw me and, like a shadow, followed me.
With the face turned up like one who challenges the world
and she keeps a man at her feet with a yes.
In the heart she had a flight of seagulls
but a body of one who said too many yeses.
In the eyes she had the fear of tomorrow.
Like a boy, I fell in love with her.
At night she slept on my chest,
I felt her breathing on me
and then, in the bed, she used to kick me
there is still her taste here with me.
Soul of mine, come back to your home
I'll wait for you if I should hate these walls.
Soul of mine, in your room
the bed is still there as you left it.
I just wished I knew (don't look for me)
what happened to her and who is with her. (don't think of me)
If she still feels cold in the night,
if she untied her hair or not.
Soul of mine, come back to your home
I'll wait for you if I should hate these walls.
Soul of mine, in your room
the bed is still there as you left it.
Soul of mine, come back to your home
I'll wait for you if I should hate these walls.
Soul of mine, in your room
the bed is still there as you left it.