It's because your shoulder to my shoulder,
Your lips on my hair,
And your hand on my neck,
It is because, on my back,
When your breath touches me,
It is because your hands,
It is because cheeks to cheeks,
It is because in the morning,
It is because at night,
When you tell me 'Come', I come,
You smile, I smile.
It is because here or there,
In another country,
As long as you are here,
It is always my country.
It is because I love you
that I prefer to go away.
Because we need to leave each other
Before dies the time to love.
It is because I am afraid to see dying
the minutes, the hours, the seconds spent,
It is because I know that a very small thing
can undo a night and get lost in the morning.
I will not let look on our bed
Neither the shadow of a regret, nor the shadow of boredom.
I will not let die over the days
What used to be you and me, what used to be our love.
It will not be carried away by the time,
I will take it away myself. It will stay alive.
oh, leave me, yes I love you
But I prefer to go away.
Because we need to leave each other
Before dies the time to love.
I have seen some, like us, who used to go walking slowly
And were carrying their love like one carries a child.
I have seen some, like us, who used to go walking slowly
And were falling on their knees, in the ending evening.
I have found them, furious and fighting
As two wounded wolves. What are they now?
This, I do not want. I love you.
I do not want to tear us apart.
It is better, believe me, to leave each other
Before dies the time to love.
It is better, much better, to leave each other
Before dies the time to love...