Till the end of the century
till the end of me
may time give you
the gift of smiles
and not exempt us
from the usual tears
may they pass
like you did
surely, like you,
they don’t come back
don’t come back
to me anymore
not even for a coffee.
Till the end of the century
till the end of you
the sky can keep
hiding you from me
if I found you
I can’t lose you again
And I catch you
among thousands of stars that
surely
don’t run away
like you ran away
from me each time.
Do you want this coffee?
Please, do spend the end of this century close to me
we’d have some more time together
for a coffee,
till the end of the century,
till the end of me.