Wake up now,
look how light.
The North has nothing to envy the South.
Remind me
that what happened yesterday
cannot forget without wanting it.
We were one and one
and then we were two.
Getting closer and closer to
a dream without a goodbye.
Untidy room.
It's your warmth,
make love to you,
my fears, passion.
All those dreams
about that flower,
mixture of sun and storm.
The double edge of a real love.
Actors without a script,
a theatrical world.
A show without start time.
Leave the cold and warm up,
and the darkness make way to the colour.
I never tire of talking,
because I’m living in the most total silence.
Ten years before, it was the same.
We were one and one
and then we were two.
Getting closer and closer to
a dream without a goodbye.
Untidy room.
Just one more thing,
remind me
that we have to tidy up
the room.