Dear, if you knew how much I suffer for not being able to see you;
because of my way of loving you;
because I’ve fully and madly given myself to you
Dear, I spend my time waiting for you to call me;
that you need my love and call for it;
so that you can take it with you wherever you go.
Dear, it hurts too much that you only love me now and again
and that you pass through my life like a gust
so violently once in a while.
Dear, if I knew you’d come if I were to die,
it’s absurd but I’d kill myself if you’d come, my dear.
Dear, I didn’t want to love in this way,
but love is the one in charge even if you don’t want it,
and it made you the owner of my days and nights.
Dear, it hurts too much that you only love me now and again
and that you pass through my life like a gust
so violently once in a while.
Dear, if I knew you’d come if I were to die,
it’s absurd but I’d kill myself if you’d come, my dear