It's soon to understand
that I can look at you and see myself at the same time.
That you listen to my voice
that sang to you so much
during the months where you were me.
It's soon to understand.
Life is as beautiful
as you want to see it.
If you cry, I'll sing.
If you suffer, I'll talk to you.
If you die, I'll die too.
If they tell you that I cried
when I held you in my arms.
I couldn't help it
because I love you so much.
It's soon to understand.
You'll see the world is unfair and cruel.
Because a sunrise
with nothing to lose
is very hard to understand.
If they tell you that I cried
when I held you in my arms.
I couldn't help it
because I love you so much.
Because I love you so much.
Because I love you so much,
like the sea loves its summer.
Like the pain loves his friend deception.
Like the sun when he saw (in my window)
that today a flower was born.
If they tell you that I cried
when I held you in my arms.
I couldn't help it
because I love you so much.
Because I love you so much.
Because I love you so much.
Because I love you so much.
Because I love you so much.