Who is she? What will she give you?
In what is she better than me?
I'm searching for the reasons
even if sometimes there is no reason.
Me for you, you for me.
Things didn't go well
despite that.
And an entire life is worthless to me
because one doesn't live two identical stories.
You're telling it to me with your eyes.
Don't say a word.
You're not going to forget me.
It's hard for me to try to live and smile
without forsaking myself to longing,
without knowing my direction without you.
Me for you, you for me.
It's no longer the time to talk about it
now, or maybe it is.
Because an entire life is worthless to me
because one doesn't experience two identical loves.
To remember your voice, to think of your name
without falling apart.
And an entire life is worthless to me
because one doesn't live two identical stories.
Every day, every time, every moment,
you're not going to forget me.
I'm not going to forget you.
Eh, eh, eh... eh, eh, eh.
Eh, eh, eh.
Who is she? What will she give you?
(Me for you...)
In what is she better than me?
(You for me...)
I'm searching for the reasons.
It's no longer the time to talk about it now,
or maybe it is.
Because an entire life is worthless to me
because one doesn't live two identical stories.
How much sun can hit you without burning you,
without going through you?
And an entire life is worthless to me.
I won't know how to forget the simplest detail
of your eyes telling me, 'You know,
one never lives
two identical stories'.
Eh, eh, eh.
Eh, eh, eh.
No, no... no, no.
Two identical stories.