I don't think I love you anymore.
She told me that yesterday,
It slammed in the air
Like a shot of a revolver,
I don't think I love you anymore,
She threw that yesterday,
Between cheese and dessert,
Like my corpse in the sea,
I don't think I love you anymore,
Your skin is like sandpaper,
Under my fingers, under my fingers,
I look at you and I cry,
For nothing, like that,
Without reason, I cry,
With huge, bubbling tears I cry,
Like affront an onion, I cry,
Stop, now...
She told me,
She told me,
I don't think I love you anymore,
Stand up, stand up,
Don't blow in my dress,
Not this time, stand up,
You don't have odor anymore,
Your lips are the marble
Of our love's grave,
She told me this, her sound was cold,
When I make love to you,
I think of him,
When I make love to him,
I don't think of you anymore
She told me,
She told me,
I don't think I love you anymore,
She told that yesterday,
It thundered in the air,
Like an old thunderclap,
I don't think I love you anymore,
I look at you, and I see nothing,
Your steps don't leave anymore traces
Next to mine,
I don't blame you,
I don't blame you,
I no longer have fire,
In my belly, it is so,
She told me,
She told me,
She told me,
She told me,
So I turned off the TV,
But I didn't find the courage,
To jump from my window,
Die for love isn't any more of my age,
She told me,
She told me