I was trying to tell you something true
Dear incoherent love
I was trying to do something
That would be truly sincere, sincere
And how can I hide my cold senses
When you talk to me without looking at me?
Maybe I'm caressing the thought of having you seriously
And you don't even know it, you don't know it
Still a little bit
Still a little bit
For now, you saying "I'll come back" would be enough to me
You saying "I'll come back"
And I'll touch the sky
I'll embrace the sky
And I still feel your perfume caressing me
Your hands consuming me
And your voice putting me to sleep
And we'll spread our wings
This love is the only thing
That makes me dream of our bodies
Keeping on saying the words
Your sighs rising times more
This is a stubborn fable
I was trying to give you anything beautiful
Dear incoherent love
I was trying to dare doing anything
That could be madly important, important
Still a little bit
Still a little bit
You saying "I'll come back" can't be enough to me
You saying "I'll come back"
And I'll touch the sky
I'll embrace the sky
And I still feel your perfume caressing me
Your hands consuming me
And your voice putting me to sleep
And we'll spread our wings
This love is the only thing
That makes me dream of our bodies
Keeping on saying the words
Your sighs rising times more
This is a stubborn fable...
Stubborn!
And we'll spread our wings
This love is the only thing
That makes me dream of our bodies
Keeping on saying the words
Your sighs rising times more
This is a stubborn fable!