Now, as he goes farther away;
I speak to him in my hidden dreams,
At my side he comes, oh!
The cross of my pain.
Since then that song...
Of his haunts me,
It turns in my mind,
He accompanies me.
Sweet pain,
Burning sweetness,
He sighs up towards the heavens.
If he doesn't return back to me,
If he doesn't come,
I'll wander alone,
I'll wander alone,
But never more serene...
Now, as he goes farther away;
Mute, but, I speak to him;
It'll fly to his side,
The voice of my thoughts.
Sweet pain,
Burning sweetness,
In the distance he sighs to the heavens.
If he doesn't return back to me,
If he doesn't come,
I'll wander alone,
I'll wander alone,
But never more serene...
If he doesn't return back to me,
If he doesn't come,
I'll wander alone,
I'll wander alone,
But never more serene...