I fell in love with you while looking for heaven
and I woke up clinging on to an illusion.
Now you have become ashes in my dreams
because in the end dreams are only dreams.
I want to hide inside you and to see everything is over.
I want to tell you, 'Goodbye, you were my love'.
Tell me your name, you were an unfulfilled dream,
twenty poems and a love story that already has a song.
But tell me the colour of a moment that makes you happy
to mix your joy, your tears of mine and realise love is like this.
Colours that paint the names of lovers and yours.
You were an eternal kiss in another life.
You were also an unsigned poem.
You left my dreams so quickly
that my solace was The Old Man and the Sea*.
Everything's better this way. I want to wrap myself up more.
I won't go there to look for you, you're not there anymore.
Tell me your name, you were an unfulfilled dream,
twenty poems and a love story that already has a song.
But tell me the colour of a moment that makes you happy
to mix your joy, your tears of mine and realise love is like this.
Colours that paint the names of lovers and yours.
This time, yes - I put your name on the wall, I was able to sleep.
And this way you will know that you were here.
You will leave, I will forget you.
You won't come back, I won't cry.
Therefore tell me your name, you were an unfulfilled dream,
twenty poems and a love story that Neruda wrote.
But tell me the colour of a moment that makes you happy
to mix your joy, your tears of mine and realise love is like this.
Colours that paint the names of lovers and yours.