In the depths of my eyes,
Between the bitterness and the sea,
Subsists the heart of the both of us
The more I sink into oblivion,
The more our memories bewitch me
The more I stray from your flesh,
The more I go back to its rivers
The more I refuse your forgiveness,
And the more I obey to your name
In the depths of my eyes,
Subsists the heart of the confession
The confession of love
The inhuman pleasure
The confession of love
The assassin desire
The confession of love
It's the ink in my blood
The blood I deliver
When I write 'I love you'
In my books, for everyone to see
In the depths of my nights,
Hidden under the sheets of secret,
Rise our languid bodies
The more I stray into the absence,
The more I say 'non' to your calls
The more our passion is faithful to me,
And the more our story starts all over again
The confession of love
The inhuman pleasure
The confession of love
The assassin desire
The confession of love
It's the ink in my blood
The blood I deliver
When I write 'I love you'
In my books, for everyone to see