I caress from the tip of my dreams
With the tips of my fingers I secretely draw
Those treasures you revealed to me
Those treasures I wish to recover...
I caress the fruit of your lips
The fruit of your mouth and I am miserable
Miserable to be far from your eyes
Miserable to be far from us both...
When you're no longer here
I keep looking for you
And my fingers trace
The shadow of your body
I keep looking for you
And you know why
I don't want to live
When you aren't here anymore...
I imagine some fire under the ash
Fire in my veins, a midnight sun
Your pleasure and mine together
And always the infinite tenderness...
I imagine these gestures so tender
They create love from love
And I wait every night, every day,
And I wait every instant for your return...
When you're no longer here
I keep looking for you
And my fingers trace
The shadow of your body
I keep looking for you
And you know why
I don't want to live
When you aren't here anymore...