Listen to me now,
I must tell you that
“forever” can last just an hour
or sometimes a little more.
I won’t hear
what you’ll tell me
because love is deaf if is afraid
or is conceited.
We aren't the ones who promise eternity
because you can change direction,
a home, a bed…
Dreams change their director but
now we’re here… you…
You ask me what
snow is, shortly before falling.
It isn’t like us,
who are two feather flying in the air.
You ask me what
love is, shortly before dying.
If there is a piece of dawn at dusk,
I’ll bring it to you.
This heart has
clenched fists
and is vulnerable, you know,
although appears hard.
We aren't the ones who promise eternity
because you can fall into temptation,
moreover, you…
You ask me what
snow is, shortly before falling.
It isn’t like us,
who are words floating in the air.
You ask me what
love is, shortly before dying.
But the only certainty I have
(the only certainty I have)
is that at dusk I’ll find the dawn.
You ask me what
snow is, shortly before falling.
It isn’t like us,
who are two feather flying in the air.
What love is,
just a moment before dying.
But the only certainty I have
(the only certainty I have)
is that at dusk I’ll find the dawn.