hey, would you like to tell me about the time when you had on another face and went after her without thinking that from that moment you would become the person who you are now
you are no longer who you once were, you are now the person who is different from me
and to think of how treacherous those kisses were
that took away from the mouths the phrases that we wanted to scream in order to convince ourselves that we would never truly be able to love each other
and now explain to me what was the meaning of our kisses
if you can find the meaning, at least tell me what it is
tell me if it exists
hey, would you like to listen to me?
I still have other faces to try on, who are you
You do not resemble me amongst the faces that I sewed together and I no longer remember who you are
you no longer who you once were and now you are different from me
and to think that when the thoughts were stolen
those deceitful lies seemed true
and in the meanwhile they kept us from convincing ourselves that we would never see the end of all those kisses.... because we would have stolen them without an end
How did everything that you are now giving to me begin?
eh, you are what i see
a reflection that does not belong to me
I do not recognize myself
You, mirror, can you at least tell me who you are
you are what I see
Through your lips, I taste your kisses
and in the eyes I see your eyes and I finally understand who you are
And only to think that, betrayed, by all those kisses ...
I was not aware how of much remained in the eyes,
on the face... a part of you is in the air
and I understand that, reflected, looking at my face,
I don't recognize myself,
but then a beautiful smile cuts my face and I say to myself that I am just like you.
Hey, do you want to change me...?