Where do you come from?
You take what I not even am
And I've been so much more
From my mouth in
It was a close call
In another condition
"Nice to meet you, let's be happy!"
If the work of chance ended
In the almost beautiful love story
I'll keep memories of what we didn't live
It was so good when so much perfection
Didn't last
Wherever you go
You carry what I've already been
And, once and for all, I lose my time
What I didn't do
I wish I could
Come back to that time
If the work of chance insisted
In the almost beautiful love story
I'll keep memories of what we didn't live
It was so good when so much perfection
Didn't last
Go on the cul-de-sac
That you didn't choose to be
Our procession goes on
Carrying images, heavy colors
That never existed
In this dream world
A shared dream
From where you are
I make a prayer
And the feeling of peace and comfort