At the beginning it was almost nothing
A little dot you see far away
Barely in the dark
Like a Sun sowing shadows.
I confess I haven't seen it coming.
The brightness of your smile
In its jewel box, in its jewel box.
At the beginning it was so beautiful:
You come, you carry my burdens.
I feel lighter
Like a released prisoner
Whose springs are given again.
Whose winters are stolen.
And who hopes, who hopes.
I should have just kept walking.
I am burnt to ashes between your hands.
You, you're still pressing, you see nothing.
I should have just stuck to the facts
Instead of dreaming about fairy tales.
The more I hold you tight, the more you do nothing.
The fall is slow, slow, slow, slow.
And you're haunting me, haunting me, haunting me, haunting me
And I see all the moments with you
During my nights so slow, slow, slow, slow.
Nothing is singing, singing, singing
Since your voice
Is singing too far from me
Far from me.
At the beginning it was coincidences
Sometimes you come back a little late.
You say I'm getting angry,
I should not make a fuss.
It happens that an impetus of the body
Brings you into other places.
And it's nothing, yes it's nothing.
I should have just kept walking,
Gone looking for better tomorrows.
Without wanting it, you're holding me.
I should have just stuck to the facts.
You won, here is your trophy.
My tears finally fell, in vain.
The fall is slow, slow, slow, slow.
And you're haunting me, haunting me, haunting me, haunting me
And I see all the moments with you
During my nights so slow, slow, slow, slow.
Nothing is singing, singing, singing
Since your voice
Is singing too far from me
Far from me.
The fall is slow, slow, slow, slow.
And you're haunting me, haunting me, haunting me, haunting me
And I see all the moments with you
The fall is slow, slow, slow, slow.
And you're haunting me, haunting me, haunting me, haunting me
And I see all the moments with you
During my nights so slow, slow, slow, slow.
Nothing is singing, singing, singing
Since your voice
Is singing too far from me
Far from me.
The fall is slow, slow, slow, slow.
The fall is slow, slow, slow, slow.
And you're haunting me, haunting me, haunting me, haunting me
And I see all the moments with you.