REFRAIN:
Speak to me of love;
say tender things to me over and over.
Your beautiful words—
my heart never tires of them—
as long as you always
repeat the most important ones:
”I love you.”
You know well that,
in the end, I will believe none of it.
But, no matter, I still want
to hear that word I adore.
Your voice in a loving tone
that whispers as it trembles,
cradles me in its beautiful story
that, despite myself, I want to believe.
(Refrain)
It is so sweet,
my treasure, to be a bit of a fool.
Life is at times too bitter
if we do not believe in illusions.
Disappointment quickly passes
and is consoled with a kiss.
One heals a wounded heart
with an oath that reassures it.
(Refrain)