I'm imperfect,
acidified,
and I've already lied to this life so many times
I'm a lover
with ten and honors
and you have the proof
I'll be the clothing
of your skin
just give me a signal and love has already been enough
On a golden plate,
Like a treasure
I guard you
Trust me
for I am an imperfect person without you
life goes quickly, my love,
certainties are needed
and caresses are needed
You make me understand
that you're afraid
and I wait for you because you're the last creature
That has in its eyes
the entire world
and a mystery
You're the street,
the direction,
there is no more distinction between you and love
Now I ask you
if half of your heart
has been conceded to me
Trust me,
for I am an imperfect person without you
Life goes quickly, my love
caresses are needed
Trust and you'll see
that they'll write books about us
about this love and its rareness
trust forever
I'll always be here
arithmetically,
passionately,
anyway, here forever