You only liked making love
There, in the pine forest,
There, you were never bored.
You felt fire in your vains
when I loved you,
when I held you close to me.
You only liked making love,
I was in love
and I never noticed
that with eyes closed,
with fire within
and with clenched fists
you never saw,
ever,
ever, ever, ever,
my love
my love
my love
poor love,
in your hands,
you suffocated it
with your hands,
your hands.
You only needed some days
to give the same speeches of yours
to someone else.
Close your eyes again
with the fire within,
you clench your fists again,
now it is his turn.
You only liked making love,
I was in love
and I never noticed
that with eyes closed,
with fire within
and with clenched fists
you never saw,
ever,
ever, ever, ever,
my love
my love
my love
poor love,
in your hands,
you suffocated it
with your hands,
your hands.
I went back there, to the pine forest
and I asked for forgiveness
Yes, I did it for you,
for the insults made to the green grass,
to the wind and the shadows
and to all the trees that you know.
My love,
my love,
my love,
my poor love,
my love,
my poor love.