Ah, if I handle to hear another "no",
Maybe a "perhaps",
Or a "yes",
I deserve at last.
That's because I already know by heart
What's the "what" of the whiches
And howevers, of the akins, think carefully
Or don't think like that
I've dwelled on a schism, I know,
So many whinings and tantrums and that's all
What this insistence was and I didn't see
And I hesitated, I did the worst
The token I made out of love
I left it around
I slacked it off, almost dumped it
I wanted to drop it
But I didn't
I grabbed it in the air
And today I know
Without you I'm nothing
Oh! Don't leave me here, The calmness hurts I know
I'm lost
But I can only find myself in you
What a snub, an intrigue, "o ó" (something bad)
A whim, this feud and harm of the imbroglio
That quid pro quo
And from that this knot was made
And from that decoy I saw shining
From far away your lighthouse
My lost island is there
My sunset