To be in love is a chance that slips by sometimes.
You silently turn over your heart with your fingertips.
Everything becomes unreal like a night at Christmastime.
To be in love is a letter written every night.
It is a thousand miles for three seconds of hope.
To be in love is a symbol—to be in love is to say "I love you."
To be in love is a madness that makes my head spin.
To be in love is infinite—it is like the planets.
To be in love—to be in love in the desert or in the rain.
To be in love—to be in love is a war without an enemy.
And fly away towards desire within the limits of excitement.
To be in love—to be in love so as not to suffer any longer.
To be in love is a sun that changes everything to blue
when the night awakens to make our eyes dance.
It is leaving without luggage and without leaving messages.
To be in love is a madness that makes my head spin.
To be in love is infinite—it is like the planets.
To be in love—to be in love in the desert or in the rain
To be in love—to be in love is a war without an enemy,
and fly away towards desire within the limits of excitement.
To be in love—to be in love so as not to suffer any longer.
To be in love—to be in love so as not to die.