I don't know
What you do when the night comes
I don't know
If I wait for your return, after all
I really don’t know
You're not one of those who speak
You're not a romantic boy
But I think we love each other
Tell me where you're going
Tell me where you're going
When you're not there at night
I turn around, I'm afraid of the dark
Bad dreams and and dark story
When the nigh separates us
I imagine you in fights
Like Pablo Escobar1
I'm randomly taking substances
When the night separates us
I don't know
How it works for others
I don't know
If the fault comes from me
For sure
You won't ask for my hand
You're not a romantic boy
But I think we love each other
Tell me where you're going
Tell me where you're going
When you're not there at night
I turn around, I'm afraid of the dark
Bad dreams and and dark story
When the nigh separates us
I imagine you in fights
Like Pablo Escobar
I'm randomly taking substances
When the night separates us
1. Pablo Emilio Escobar was a Colombian drug lord and narcoterrorist. He was often called "The King of Cocaine" and was the wealthiest criminal in history. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pablo_Escobar