I don't know what I'll make up,
where I'll go to do without you.
I won't wake up, I won't remember you
to do without you.
When I look at the sky, I'm searching for you.
I look at the sky absent-mindedly and I search for you
and I rise up.
I don't know how much heart I'll have,
I'll defend myself to do without you.
When I look at the sky, I'm searching for you.
I look at the sky absent-mindedly and I search for you
and I rise up.
Time slips on the circumstances (on us)
The infinite chooses its tear
where find (something more) again (again)
and do without you.
When I look at the sky, I'm searching for you.
I look at the sky absent-mindedly and I search for you
and I rise up... with you.
Up with you.
Up with you.