I am coming back to you in spite of my pride.
I am coming back because there is no other choice.
Remembering the days on another latitude,
Visiting the places where I would see you,
Playing gestures and words which I have lost.
I am coming back to you from silence which is in me.
Tell me if there is still for me
Another opportunity, another emotion?
If you are still and more
Another song, fresh and new.
Tell me, if there is now anything of us still inside of your eyes?
Oh, no...your eyes...
I am coming back to you because I still love you,
I am coming back to you against the wind.
I am coming back to you because I need you
To breathe out the anxiety,
To feel your strong hands on me
And not to feel myself always so fragile.
Tell me if there is still for me
Another opportunity, another emotion?
Tell me, if you are still and more
Our song which is sounding again.
Tell me, if there is now anything of us still inside of your eyes?
Oh, no...
If you are still
A song, fresh and new.
Tell me, if there is now anything of us still inside of your eyes?
Oh, no...your eyes...
Just tell me if there is – and I will come back to you...