She keeps on saying that I'm crazy
That she doesn't make me happy
But when I kiss her on the lips
That's not what she says
And you just have to say my name
Like she's only capable of
Killing my appetite
Of the kisses that you don't give me
Maybe, my love, maybe
Maybe it's nonsense
Maybe
Maybe I'm mistaken
And that, in a couple of months
Onde day, at a random hour
All of this will end in nothing
You don't support the net
That I weave for your steps
But you go on quenching this thirst
Of putting yourself between my arms
You repeat that it's still early
For us to know what we want
And it's late to not have any fear
Of what we already know
Maybe, my love, maybe
Maybe it's nonsense
Maybe
Maybe you're right
But you tell me the reasons why
That you always tell me "maybe"
Instead of saying no
And I shall repeat once more
"Maybe, my love, maybe"
Until you hear me ask
"My love, stay for good."