I ran away
When I saw myself in a labyrinth
Without deciding
Guests in my house
With syllables of love all over the ground
Just like dust
But you, who speaks low, arrives
And apologizes if we look alike
From which planet do you arrive?
Calm eyes and a complex soul
A complex soul
You and I are so alike
Transforming the sound of anger
You and I are so alike
A kiss on the forehead and then on the lips
The wonderfulness of being alike
The tenderness of being alike
The protection of being alike
I no longer ask myself
If there will be someone holding the net
Ready to help
You remind me that
Those who fly learn to make fun of their falls
And to defend
And that's what you do, and hide softly
The cough and the heart on the same hand
You arrive
Who knows who I am
You and I are so alike
Transforming the sound of anger
You and I are so alike
A kiss on the forehead and then on the lips
The wonderfulness of being alike
The tenderness of being alike
You arrive, who makes
The fear of crashing disappear
You and I are so alike
You and I are so alike, freed and prisoners of the same cage
You and I are so alike
A kiss on the forehead and then on the lips
The wonderfulness of being alike
The tenderness of being alike
The commotion for being alike