You enter like I'm not here
That smell of perfume again
And it isn't yours, nor mine
God, whose is it?
You're taking off your clothes, sit down tiredly
You're silent, you don't look me in the eyes
You're not yours nor mine
God, whose are you?
CHORUS
Should I ask what's going on?
So he can tell me what's affecting me
Or should I keep silent and forget you
Because your eyes tell me everything
Should I ask what's with us?
That the sun is blocking me with shadow
Or should I keep silent and forget you
Because your eyes tell me everything
There's nothing there anymore
Some boring topic
That isn't salvation, for us
God, what is that?
CHORUS x1