Someday I'll have to go
To the house of the solitude
Just to know
If what I suffered
Can feed
Another love affair
In me
Love was made
In the way
It invented itself
All sensibility
Loses its function
If the heart
Is the judge
It will redeem
The fear to love
To miss someone
While
The love is hurting
And the crying
Heal the pain
I won't say no
I won't give my yes
I'll let
My heart
Cry for me