You, who fills with joy and youth
Who sees ghosts in the night of reflexion
And who hears the scented singing of the blue
Leave me
Don't stop to look
At the dead branches of the rosebush
That die without flowering
Look at the landscape of love
Which is the reason to dream and love
I, who have fought against all evil
Have got broken hands from all the clenching
I can't even hold you
Leave me
In your life, I will be the best
Of yesterday's fog
When you forget me
Just like the better verse is the one
We can't remember
In your life, I will be the best
Of yesterday's fog
When you forget me
Just like the better verse is the one
We can't remember