With this face of a stranger
I'm just a simple (real) man
even if it won't seem like it to you all.
(I have) My eyes are as clear as the sea
capable only of dreaming
but now, I don't dream anymore.
Half pirate, half artist
a vagabond, a musician
stealing whatever he can get his hands on.
With this mouth that will drink
from every fountain it'll see
and perhaps will never stop.
With this face of a stranger
I passed through my life
without knowing where to go
it was the summer's sun
and a thousand women in love
to ripen my age.
I was wrong being honest (open)
and in times, I also suffered
but without ever crying
And my soul knows
in purgatory, it'll end
only a miracle will save me now.
With this face of a stranger
upon an abandoned ship
I came up to you (and said) :
"now you are a prisoner
of this beautiful fantasy,
of this ageless love".
You shall be queen, and reign.
The things that you will dream
will become reality.
Our love will last
for a short eternity
until death comes.
Our love will last
for a short eternity
until death comes.