I spend a lot of time just to let the time pass
To iron the shirts that I just wore the day before*
I spend a lot of nights to reflect my life
To give a review of my today for the last time
Well, I tell myself, maybe it's because I get older
I don't want to waste my life
The happiness, it's not the end but the mean
The happiness, it's not the fall but the path
My happiness, it's you
My happiness, you know it
It's you and me on the pillow
I spend time endlessly at the bottom of my cupboards
The notebooks, the drawings that I kept from my childhood garden
I spend my time to think of before and after
Let's go, I have decided, I want to enjoy my present
Well, I tell myself, maybe it's because I get older
I don't want to waste my life
The happiness, it's not the end but the mean
The happiness, it's not the fall but the path
My happiness, it's you
My happiness, you know it
It's you and me, it's you and me, it's you and me on the pillow
I spend seasons
without rhythm, without reason
I asked myself thousand times
Well, I tell myself, that even if I get older
I don't want to waste my life
The happiness, it's not the end but the mean
The happiness, it's not the fall but the path
My happiness, it's you
My happiness, you know it
It's you and me on the pillow
The happiness, it's not the end but the mean
The happiness, it's not the fall but the path
My happiness, it's you
My happiness, you know it
It's you and me, it's you and me on the pillow