How would I like to tell you
something that I carry here inside,
stuck like a thorn,
and like this the time passes.
Without managing to tell you
day to day what I'm feeling,
fearing perhaps that you'll hear
things you don't want to hear.
How would I like to tell you
that when I gaze at the sky
your star's telling me
how I miss your kisses.
How would I like to tell you
to listen to me for a moment,
to take off my chest
this that's depressing me.
How would I like to tell you
that when I gaze at the sky
your star's telling me
how I miss your kisses.
How would I like to tell you
you are my love, my shiny star
that feeling you so far away
is killing me little by little.
All I want is that you were with me
like a fairytale ending
How would I like to tell you
tell you how much I love you.
How would I like to tell you
tell you how much I love you.