If it continues to stand upright
It's because time has no hold on it.
That's how love shapes us:
It resists, it bends, like the tower of Pisa
If it blows hard on me sometimes
The wind has no hold
After all the arrows you spear me with
It's always the heart you aim for
Take the Indian out of their reserve
Break the walls, pass through
Demolish me, stone by stone
I kept all these penchants for you.
But if it continues to stand upright
It's because time has no hold on it.
That's how love shapes us:
It resists, it bends, like the tower of Pisa
If it blows hard on me sometimes
The wind has no hold
After all the glances we throw at each other
It's definitely the heart that we aim for
Spit fire, venom, storms
Be ferocious, be the savage
Let the beast out of its cage
Open me and prove to me that
You carry our declining forces
Which show their claws, that I crouch
And that you carry yourself, that I am inclined
I've kept all these penchants for you
Do you know about our wars, the impacts
When you touch me, when I miss you
The time that we lose when we are fighting
Do you feel the fears,
Do you see the bullets, do you see the plaques
The fears aren't important if we do it
The heart beats each time
Do you know that we love each other, nothing will do it
I keep these penchants for you. . .