From here the memories begin
And you
Go away without knowing it
You say a "bye" that almost seems to tell:
"I already know that I will not be fine"
From here the memories begin
I am with you in the flight
And you will hear me to pass
If you have to go, go!
Do it as soon as you can
No, I do not turn around
From here, I photograph the memories
You are my first though
From the moment when I open my eyes
In the mornings that light
Up and down between skin and heart
Up to breaking us inside
Up to forget and to come back
Do you really remember me?
O why do you remember?
I ran along the stone paths
And I laughed to you
I kissed you and you tasted of salt
And of the beautiful things to do
I have a imagine of you
Dull, without time
As a photograph
From here the memories begin
I sit among the grass and flowers
And I let my eyes wander through time
In that way your words return:
"I will help you to love"...You said it to me quietly
Until this "Bye" that has made my destiny
Yes, your destiny
Do you really remember me as I remember you
It is the light of the simple things that beams
Do you remember that it was sweet to make love, it was strong,
It was Love!
I ran along the stone paths
And I laughed to you
Do you really remember me?
O why do you remember?
Do you really remember me?
O why do you remember?