To defend you from me,
sometimes I left things out, I admit that—
but I am afraid and it is not possible
and I can explain it to you but you will not understand.
To defend you from me,
I convinced you—I suffocated myself—
and I don't have a proposition now;
just forget about us
and remember it this way.
And if the city is just asphalt over which you hurry,
think of the tears and embraces and all of those memories—
and if I turn around and walk away now, it is just to save you—
I just don't know.
To defend you from me,
I would have had to change my whole life—
I, who always represent myself as an uphill climb—
but the truth already was in your hands.
To defend you from me,
exhausted by loneliness of today and the day before,
I should have kept silent—
I do not want to live like this—
let's forget this.
And if the city is just asphalt over which you hurry,
think of the tears and embraces and all of those memories—
and if I turn around and walk away now, it is just to save you—
I cannot defend myself from myself.
Truly think about it—think about it, love.
You know as well that I hate and love myself.
Think of me this night, think of me regardless
because I fight every day against life.
Love, think about it
and do not defend me.
And if the city is just asphalt over which you hurry,
think of the tears and embraces and all of those memories—
and if I turn around and walk away now, it is just to save you—
for this journey—
to defend you from me.
Love, I am going to defend you from me.