I will remember you in every imperfect gesture
Every lost dream found again in a drawer
In those days that passed in one hour
The tenderness, your hair and the bed sheets
And don't, don't cry, because I can't bare your tears
I will never be able to
Because if you are happy
Every smile is gold
And from far away while forgiving you, I'm begging you
And it will talk about you
It's just that...
That when you don't come back and it's already late and outside is dark
There's no solution, this house knows about you
And I'll listen to your steps and at every step I'll be better
And at every look outside I lose my interest
And this is frightful
So frightful
To be afraid of being good
Of choosing and being wrong
But what makes me feel good, it's you, my love
I've collected so many experiences
I've collected spectacles and so many (unimportant) actors
I've spent so many years in a golden cage
Yes, maybe it was beautiful , but I was still in cage
now I'll always depend on your happiness
That will always depend only on mine
That will talk about you
And will talk about you
It's just that...
That when you don't come back and it's already late and outside is dark
There's no solution, this house knows about you
And I'll listen to your steps and at every step I'll be better
And at every look outside I lose my interest
and I love you so much
that for those sweet eyes I can only be sick
and those lips I'd take and kiss in the sun
because I know how bad it feels to lack of a smile
when while getting far away from each other it disappears from your face
and it's frightful
so frightful
to be afraid of being good
of choosing and being wrong
but what makes me feel good now, it's you, my love
and outside it's dark
but there is you, my love
and outside it's dark