Ti sento [English translation]

Speech has neither flavour nor idea

But two intrusive eyes, petals of an orchid

Should it be soulless...

I feel you, the music is barely shifting

Yet there's a universe erupting inside me

I feel you, a chill going up and down my spine

One stroke is enough to hit the bullseye

You love me or not?

You love me or not?

Do you love me?

What will be left of you? What about my fantasy?

While the slow shadow of the dream slithers away

Should it be soulless...

I feel you, my faraway desert, illusion

The sand that's determined to blind me

I feel you, the primitive love in the air

I want to confront you...

You love me or not?

You love me or not?

You love me or not?

I feel you, I want to confront you...