The silence excites me, breaks my peace;
a slight fever turns into the anxiety
of untying the knot I carry in my soul
ever since I saw her in love.
Yes, but no,
because I know that her love is no good for me;
no, but yes,
'cause it can be better than what you already have;
yes, but no,
because I know that her love is no good for me;
no, but yes,
'cause it can be better than what you already have.
If when I look at you, you would look at me, I would be a mirror,
and, perhaps, it would deceive you in the reflexion:
you would find the rush devouring the time,
within my eyes, what I feel...
within my eyes, what I feel.
Yes, but no,
because I know that her love is no good for me;
no, but yes,
'cause it can be better than what you already have;
yes, but no,
because I know that her love is no good for me;
no, but yes,
'cause it can be better than what you already have.
Like an abyss,
I got lost in this situation,
it takes hold of me and doesn't allow me to perceive,
life will tell...
Yes, but no,
because I know that her love is no good for me;
no, but yes,
'cause it can be better than what you already have;
yes, but no,
because I know that her love is no good for me;
no, but yes,
'cause it can be better than what you already have...