The alphabet of all the lovers starts like this,
With words that you were looking for in vain far away from here,
and the birds that come down to drink from the immensity
have the fleeting and light flight of your intimacy
This is the time to live you,
until the last part of me
And do not ask me where because,
you only have to trust in me.
Beyond the old and the oats of the fields in the sky for us,
the assembly of the stars, I wish, is hearing us touch them
And the biggest error of a man can ever believe
It is to search far away the things that he already has in him
This is the time to live you,
until the last part of me,
Because the world has tricked also you,
Now you have to trust in me
...And the biggest error a man can ever believe
is to search far away the things that he already has in him
This is the time to live you,
until the last part of me
And do not ask me where and why,
just trust in me
.. until the last part of me