I want to wake up, want it to be in the morning,
That nothing has changed on this side of the window.
I want to remove of root the memories,
And them to just be part of a nightmare, a bad dream.
Of the dream* and the suffering, I don't want nothing.
Of the lived, I just want your eyes.
Don't be afraid, is only the breeze, because you're in a hurry.**
Behind your dream...
Don't be afraid, it's a caress, see how slides?***
Now I'm your owner.
I want to forget but I can't.
I was engraved your name, with the fire.
When I close my eyes, he's still looking
At what I, strongly, I'm forgetting
Because my mind in a single moment has understood
That it's better to forget you, than accept that I have lost you.
Don't be afraid, is only the breeze, because you're in a hurry.**
Behind your dream...
Don't be afraid, it's a caress, see how slides?***
Now I'm your owner.