Somehow
I will have to forget you
for as much as I want to
it's not easy, you already know,
I lack the strength
it has been very late
and nothing else, and nothing else,
just nothing else.
The nights bring you close
and you tangle up the air,
my lips get dry
and I try to kiss you.
How cold is the wax
of a kiss from noone
and nothing else, and nothing else,
just nothing else.
The hours made of stone
seem to get tired
and time brushes its hair
with the gesture of a lover.
Somehow
I will have to forget you
and nothing else, and nothing else,
just nothing else.