But how many affairs
have I lived in my life
and how many planned who knows
dreaming during the day
stories of rivers,
of vast prairies without limits
stories of deserts.
and how many times have I've seen
from the bow of a boat
between splashes and wind
the immensity of the sea
spreading out within
and like a warm caress
illuminating my heart.
And then the white snow,
the trees, the fir trees,
the hug of silence
overwhelming all my senses,
feeling alone and alive
amid big mountains
and vast immense spaces.
And then returning here
to live again my life
with days equal to the others.
discussing with you
cutting off the ice
in everyday winters
no, I can't accept it.
It's not the life that I would have ever wanted
and liked to live
it's not that dream
that we dreamt together
it makes me cry
and yet I don't believe this is
the only way for us.
If we're together
there has to be a because
and I'd like to rediscover it tonight
If we're together
there is something
that makes us be together tonight
I miss you, you know
I miss you, you know.
And then returning here
to live again my life
that seems without life
discussing with you and spending this way
the few eternal moments.
no, I can't accept it.
What life is it, staying here?
to waste away in fruitless arguments,
playing with you,
to kill the day.
then at night shut yourself in
and yet, I don't believe this is
the only way for us.
If we're together
there has to be a because
and I'd like to rediscover it tonight
If we're together
there is something
that makes us be together tonight
I miss you, you know
I miss you, you know
I miss you, you know...