Tarde [sin danos a terceros] [English translation]

Exactly right now

you break into my life

with your precise body and your killing eyes

late as always

our luck has arrived.

You were with him

I was with her

pretending to be happy out of despair

for not having waited for our dreams

for fear of staying alone.

But we arrived late

I saw you and you saw me

we recognised each other at once

but too late

I damn the hour

when I found what I’d been dreaming of,

late.

So much dreaming of you and missing you without having you

so much inventing you

so much searching for you on the streets like a madman

without finding you

and there I played the fool

out of despair

confusing love with company

and that stupid fear of getting old without a partner

makes you use your head to choose something proper of the heart

and I’ve got nothing against them

my wrath is against time

for sending you to me,

late.

I feel like running away

I don’t want to see your shadow

I don’t want to think this was a dream or a nightmare

that you never appeared

that you have never existed.

I feel like kissing you

like being with you

like coming closer to you

and holding you in my arms

like looking into your eyes

and telling you welcome.

But we arrived late

I saw you and you saw me

we recognised each other at once

but too late.

Maybe in another life

maybe in another death.

What a desire to brush you

what a desire to touch you

to come closer to you and striking you with a kiss

to run away together forever

without damages to third parties.