Liù [English translation]

Liù

would lay on us

and give us a bit of herself,

without asking why,

without asking why.

Liù already knew everything about herself,

but with her eyes, she would look at you

and with her hand, she would look for me

with her hand she would look for me.

And I, yes, I would have found her to make love...

Liù, on a warm bed or on a sofa,

looking bigger on a slight slope,

I will remember you,

I will remember you

And I, yes, I would have found her to make love...

And I, yes, I would have found her to make love...

I would have found you to make love,

I would have found you to tell you:

Liù, believing time recognizes we're right,

paint me all in charcoal

and then, don't tell me it's an illusion

and then, don't tell me it's an illusion

And I, yes, I would have found you to make love...

Liù, it's one hour of the day when I think of you,

let your face slowly slide,

let yourself be alone for no reason,

let yourself be alone without thinking too much about it.

Liù, I'm not losing you if you hold my hands,

I'm not listening to you if tomorrow you ask me:

"Are we still together like tonight?"

"Are we still together like tonight?"

Liù, if you think of me, tell me where you are,

if you stop, ask me once again

whether I have thought of you a bit, too,

whether I think of you, too...