With the sky and the Earth
With the Moon and the stars
I compare you
And the winner is...
...always your look
And I curse the touch of your skin
And I curse all the poets
And I also curse the songs
that talk about love that we've left incomplete
I can't take it anymore
I curse it all
It is impossible to touch the sky
Your flame reduced my scorched wings to ashes
I'm here to tell you... straight up now
I'm just a man
So much in love that he doesn't know how to tell you, woman
That I'm just a man
Who seeks to be the only tenant of your body
With the most beautiful flower in the Garden of Eden
(with) the Northern Lights
With the precious gems
With the rainbow
With the Taj Mahal
I keep comparing you, my dear
But nothing can shine brighter...
... than your smile
And I curse the touch of your skin
And I curse all the poets
And I also curse the songs
that talk about love that we've left incomplete
I can't take it anymore
I curse it all
It is impossible to touch the sky
Your flame reduced my scorched wings to ashes
I'm here to tell you... straight up now
I'm just a man
So much in love that he doesn't know how to tell you, woman
That I'm just a man
Who seeks to be the only tenant of your body
I will compare you
And I won't find
Because in this world
There is nothing that equals the touch of your skin
I will compare you
But it won't matter
Because there will be nothing that I can find to forget you
Because there will be nothing, I know that by now
That there is no water to quench this thirst
But it would kill me if I don't give it one last try
If I have to go to Mars to love you, I'll go
If you want the Moon, I will bring it down for you
But please, my dear, let me be...
... the only tenant of your body