Verbal sex is not my thing
Words are mistakes, and the mistakes are yours
I don't want to remember that I make mistakes, too
Someday, I intend to try and discover
Why he who knows how to lie is stronger
I don't want to remember that I lie, too
I know...
Close the door of your room
Because if the phone rings, it could be someone
With whom you want to talk
For hours and hours and hours
The night ended, maybe we'll have to run away without you
But don't, don't go now, I want honors and promises
Memories and stories
We are young birds away from their nest
I know...