My tears who are filled with desire
Pouring out my heart is not essential
it 's not essential, not essential
Your eyes are witnesses of my love
what my dreams make of us is not essential, not essential
I am crazy in love
If you want to end it with me...
Considering this heart of mine is not
essential, not essential
You can search but to find a soul like yours....
The desire inside me is like mountains of cinders, like mountains of cinders
You laugh and play while I dress in black
believe me, for you it is not essential,
it is not essential