In the bottom of your feelings
I look for myself but I can't find me,
in my dreams I see you walking away.
Tell me kid, which is the secret,
which you hide under your ice eyes
and if you fool me I'll die,
if you leave me again.
And now,
who steals the anxiety of your kisses,
who strips the soul of your dreams,
who paints the sun to your universe
each dawn.
And now
who charms the elf of your lips,
who gives you hope
who writes love in your dictionary,
who lives in your skin,
who, who lives in your skin.
Trembles the soul when saying I love you
a lie floods haven
today your empty look
is not the same one from yesterday,
for which even the trees, which the winds carry away,
defoliate their leaves if the winter comes.
Today our flower withers
in this immensity.
And now,
who steals the anxiety of your kisses,
who strips the soul of your dreams,
who paints the sun to your universe
each dawn.
And now
who charms the elf of your lips,
who gives you hope
who writes love in your dictionary,
who lives in your skin,
who, who lives in your skin.
The weird scent from your clothes
and the taste of new from your mouth
and that wound, which... nailed I'll carry...
Who puts light to your secret,
who strips the angel of your body,
who lights up fire to your desire
each night.
Who gives tenderness to your silence
who awaits you at dawn
who takes from you what I want the most
if it's another woman, tell me, who she is?
(Who puts light to your secret,
who strips the angel of your body,
who lights up fire to your desire
each night.
Who gives tenderness to your silence
who awaits you at dawn
who takes from you what I want the most
if it's another woman, tell me, who she is?
each dusk...)