Adjust your voice,
write on the walls,
put on street signs,
and if the Earth isn't enough, then go
up to the moon...
Make an announcement on the radio,
search on Google,
light a hundred fires in the dark,
because I've lost my love,
my love for you.
Between the folds of a day
whatever maybe be forced to say, anyway...
Refrain:
When the night is longer than any day,
when you already know how the end of the world already comes,
when the winter came on August 15th
and even my heart surrenders and doesn't believe in the return,
because I lost my love for you...
Search all night through all morning,
don't let it go away,
before the voice goes away and magic is lost,
ask all the passengers,
and street vendors,
artists, poets and even the crazy ones
if they have seen my love,
my love for you.
Refrain:
When the night is longer than any day,
and in a second even the eternity ends,
when the winter came on August 15th
and even my heart surrenders and doesn't believe in the return,
because I lost my love for you...
Among the graffiti on the street,
the walls of the house,
in the corners,
centuries won't be enough,
to find you here,
between the folds of a day
whatever maybe be forced to say, anyway...
Refrain:
When the night is longer than any day,
when you already know how the end of the world already comes,
when the winter came on August 15th
and even my heart surrenders and doesn't believe in the return,
and when the sheet tears and erases the painting,
when everything means nothing,
and you wake up from sleep...
When the night is longer than any day...