What did I ask from you, other than loyal understanding,
other than realising that in this life there's no
other love like mine.
What didn't I give you,
that could be put in your hands
and although I tried to steal the light for you,
it couldn't be.
Today you ask for
the stars and the sun, but I'm not a god,
just like I am, I'm offering you my love, I've got nothing else,
ask me for that which I can give you, I don't mind
surrendering myself to you under no conditions.
But what did I ask from you, you can say it to a mute man,*
other than realising that in this life there's no other love
like mine.