Today I remain outside,
outside of so many confusions
where the truth loses its name.
I feel it sound,
this harmony when I play my cords
and the emotions they give me.
Everything goes to the point
but not always in a straight line.
What awaits us, what will it be?
I value the importance
that your presence means
and the fire of the absence
that provokes me now - you will never change.
I have over here, deep inside of me,
stirring themselves up, the things I will defend.
All of them over here, you the first of all of them.
There's nothing more because I will live under your sign.
And thus I start noticing
that I'm again prepared
to face the world next to you.
Because the days are passing by
and fear is something from the past,
because my emotions
will keep on until the end saying this:
I have over here, deep inside of me,
rebelling themselves, the things I will defend.
All of them over here, you the first of all of them.
There's nothing more because I will live under your sign.
And I rediscover in your eyes
that answer that I was looking for myself.
I have over here, deep inside of me,
rebelling themselves, the things I will defend.
All of them over here, you the first of all of them.
There's nothing more because I will live under your sign.
The things I will defend.