New like a day that didn’t exist,
like the evening when it comes early.
New as the season is new
and as the new name it will be called.
New like a kept promise,
new is the unknown voice that is holding it and will hold it.
New is this hand that’s touching you,
new is the mouth that will talk to you.
New as to leave a taste in your throat,
new like a word I don’t know.
So new that if I call you and you don’t answer,
I will call you much, much louder.
New as to leave a taste in your throat,
new like a word I don’t know.
So new that if I call you and you don’t answer,
I will call you much, much louder.
New like yet another time,
for those who weren’t there and didn’t know yet.
New as the song is new
for every voice that will be singing it.
So new that it leaves a taste in your throat,
new like the word I don’t know.
So new that if I call you and you don’t answer,
I will call you much louder, louder and louder.