Hey, do you want to talk me about when you had another face
and walked over to it and you didn't think, since that moment, you'd be who you are.
You aren't anymore the same you were a long time ago and now you're what it is different from me.
And thinking of how many betrayed all those kisses
that have been stolen from the mouths the phrases that we'd wanted to scream
to convince that loving us would never be able
and now explain to me the meaning of our kisses
and if you find the meaning, tell me at least which one is
tell me if there is...
Hey do you want to hear me?
I still have other faces to wear, who are you?
you don't look like me among those I sewed and I don't remember who you're, you aren't anymore who you were a long time ago and now you're what it is different from me.
And thinking that when all thoughs have been stolen ,
those false (lies) kisses seem real
While that stopped of convince us that we would never see the end of all the kisses because without end we wouldn't have stolen from this that now you tell me the beginning, what is?
Hey, you are what I see
a reflection that doesn't belong to me
I don't recognize me
you, mirror, at least tell me who are you?
you are what I see...
In the mouth I taste your kisses
in the eyes I see your eyes and I finally understand who you are
And to think when I've been betrayed by all the kisses
I didn't realize what it stayed in my eyes,
in my face, in the air is a part of you.
And I've understood that if my reflection is looking at my face
I don't recognize
but then a beautiful smile cuts my face and I tell to myself that I'm identical to you
Hey, would you change me?