Getting out without knowing, without hearing, without loving
Only one syllable that I live with heaven of love
Getting out without knowing, without hearing, without loving
I'm finally reaching that light
Step by step closer to you
Let's see how you'll forget my name and the taste of me
When I turn around and look
Not at you but at those moments of my mistakes that I've made
If you ask me do I feel regret about
I'm not, I cried, what a beautiful violin
When I turn around and look
Not at you but at those moments that happened in my youth
If you ask me do I feel regret about
I'm not, I understood, what a lie
Poor lie