Burning, estinguished, stupid, but special
two consonants lost between three vowels
they make us feel not alone
therefore they are important
and we call them loves.
Loves under a big sky
or locked in a room
loves you've lost your hope in
loves with the back facing the wall
or when you say "God is thinking about it"
loves you're not sure about
loves you don't take into account...
But how many loves, which loves
with the courage
and the fear of loving each other
fragile loves that pass by
those when you're the only one hurting
and the others you say about "what do you want it to be?"
How many loves you find loves
loves that have already started
that don't know how to stay together
loves at the edge of crazyness
those you find and never let go of
fragmented loves that you throw away.
Imagine two lonely worlds
Pending between the stars, in the middles of the seas
sometimes they come closer in order to feel less alone
that's why they are great
and we call them loves.
But how many loves, which loves
with the courage
and the fear of loving each other
fragile loves that pass by
those when you're the only one hurting
and the others you say about "what do you want it to be?"
How many loves, you find loves
loves that were just born
with the desire of staying together
loves at the edge of crazyness
those you find and never let go of
fragmented loves that you throw away.
How many loves, but which loves
Loves at the edge of crazyness
Those that are there and you never let go of
Fragmented loves you hrow away
Loves are almost all the same
Now you make the difference...!