That farewell without saying any word,
all the fault of a lack of clarification.
How many times I wondered if you were alone
in your new apartment.
So I put every emotion under glass,
if work has already taken over,
and the pride delayed the intention,
you don't know how much I feel you.
If I come back, why not?
What's the use of being apart?
I do everything to forget.
I know who you are, now that I'm not with you.
If I come back, why not?
By your side is like flying
now I would never let you go.
I can't lose you twice.
We keep in touch as a matter of interest,
to talk about the future of children,
but our misunderstandings are always the same;
we can't be close.
An armistice will soon be looming,
allies of an ancient nostalgia.
But nobody wants to judge,
nobody wants to say: "It's my fault".
If I come back, why not?
What's the use of being apart?
I do everything to forget.
I know who you are, now that I'm not with you.
If I come back, why not?
Being by your side makes me high
now I would never let you go.
I can't lose you twice.
If I come back, why not?
What's the use of being apart?
I do everything to forget.
I know who you are, now that I'm not with you