I had a deep wound inside my heart
I suffered, I suffered.
I said to her: “it's nothing” but I lied,
I cried, I cried.
For you it's late, it's already night,
do not hold me, leave me down.
She said: “do not look into my eyes”
and she left me, singing like this:
Is it my fault
if the heart is a nomad and goes?
it doesn’t have Chains,
the heart is a nomad and goes.
until it will find
the greener grass there is,
it will collect the stars above itself
and then it will rest, perhaps
and it will rest.
I saw her the other night after one year,
laughing, laughing.
She hugged me, she knew that my heart
was pounding, was pounding.
She said: “let’s be together tonight”,
I so wanted to say: “yes”,
but without ever looking into her eyes
I left her, singing like this:
is it my fault
if the heart is a nomad and goes?
it doesn’t have Chains,
the heart is a nomad and goes.
until it will find
the greener grass there is,
it will collect the stars above itself
and then it will rest, perhaps
and it will rest.
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