I forgot again
To remove the artist's body
The stupid smile
And the portrait face
I forgot again
To tell you slowly
That there is nothing I like more
Than to take you to bed at midnight
Like the one who gives a world
How hard he works
And there are a few things I like more
As a fact that you wait, knowing you are doing it
And I'm hiding in the streets
How will it be, tell me
Tell me how it will be...
Chorus:
And tell me if you would be able to imagine
A winter without its cold
A bed without his blanket
A desert without sand
And desire without waiting
Would you be able to imagine?
A sailboat without its sail
A ruin without his grief
A love without its problems
Or some prisoner without chains
Because I'm not able to imagine
Not one minute without you
Just a minute without you...
Again, I was left
With the face of a tightrope walker
Doing what I tell you
Shutting up every moment
I forgot again
To tell you slowly
That there is nothing I like more
Than to laugh at your madness with salt
Learning every time
Like a child with his stick
And there are a few things I like more
That you know that I love you, knowing that I shut up
And you looking for me on the streets
How will it be, tell me
Tell me how it will be...
Chorus:
And tell me if you would be able to imagine
A winter without its cold
A bed without his blanket
A desert without sand
And desire without waiting
Would you be able to imagine?
A sailboat without its sail
A ruin without his grief
A love without its problems
Or some prisoner without chains
Because I'm not able to imagine
Not one minute without you
Just a minute without you...
Tell me if you would be able to imagine (x4)
Because I'm not able to imagine
Not one minute without you
Just a minute without you...