I left at the end of the month with no ambitions.
I left for some days
and I still don't go back.
And I only had June and my regret,
and fuck the previous year.
It's never soon for progress, no.
A nightmare this heavy, would you tell me how to end it?
You answer, 'Like all nightmares, when you open your eyes'.
It's as if I had died a thousand times and then resurrected - my love, I'm back.
The three words are actually two.
These hands of mine, touch them now, they're yours.
I think about it, I've said and, actually, I love you.
The end is expected, therefore let's continue.
Tortured by this big sun,
I have no more excuses to not go out.
The cold retained us but it wasn't forever.
Whether I want it or not, winter is over.
And outside it's October but the sun burns
the unrequited nostalgia,
the fellow solitude.
With such a dark and uncertain future, would you tell me how to sleep?
You answer, 'Like all men, by closing your eyes'.
And who are the ones who lose in this inhuman game in the end? Everyone against the world.
The three words are actually two.
These hands of mine, touch them now, they're yours.
I think about it, I've said and, actually, I love you.
The end is expected, therefore let's continue.
Tortured by this big sun,
I have no more excuses to not go out.
The cold retained us but it wasn't forever.
Whether I want it or not, winter is over.
And I like it when I like it,
to guess where will I be with you in a year.
And I like it when I like it,
to not be satisfied - now I want the world.
The world, the earth.
The opposite of a war.
Your body numb
when waking up, hushing
the peace, my peace.
The three words are actually two.
These hands of mine, touch them now, they're yours.
I think about it, I've said and, actually, I love you.
The end is expected, therefore let's continue.
Tortured by this big sun,
I have no more excuses to not go out.
The cold retained us but it wasn't forever.
Whether I want it or not, winter is over.
Three words are actually two.
I have a few things but they're also yours.
Therefore, I'm not fond of you but, actually, I love you
and this house is ours, therefore let's live together.
Today there's this big sun in LA.
A few hours keep you away from him.
It was a time of snow and a lot of exhaustion.
It was a lot of work and I'll talk about it when I'm older.