Love is not a noble
It's as vulgar as anyone else can be
Its nobility will only crown a single kiss
Love doesn't have any secret, it can be violated, a violin
I killed this love so many times
And whatever was left of me
Come and give me your love, where is this love, in a whole body
Love is a surprise, without sin or salvation
When it's on the table
In your portrait I see the betrayal
The soul clings on to love, condemned to illusions
Dying because of love is great, to let it go is loneliness
Come and give me your love, where is this love, in a whole body
Come and give me your hand, I'll grab your hand
And throw it on an open fire
Love doesn't have any secret, it can be violated, a violin
I killed this love so many times
And whatever was left of me
Come and give me your love, where is this love, in a whole body
Come and give me your hand, I'll grab your hand
And throw it on an open fire