I'll remember you in every imperfect gesture,
a lost dream, forgotten and returned.
During those days that lasted an hour.
Between this sheet, your hair and the tenderness.
And no, don't cry, no, 'cause I can't stand your tears.
I'll never make it
because if you're happy, your smile is like gold.
And with every distance, by thinking of you I beg you.
And it'll talk about you.
It's just that when you're not back and it's late and it's dark,
there's no solution because this house smells like you.
And I'll listen to your steps, and with every step, I'll be better.
And every external look loses my interest
and this scares me,
it always makes me more scared,
scared of making a mistake,
of deciding and failing,
but if I'm so fine right now it's because of you, my love.
I've collected the experiences of a giant.
I've collected good and bad roles.
I've spent time inside a golden cage.
It was beautiful but I was always in a cage.
I will always depend on your joy
which will always depend only on mine,
which will talk about you.
It will talk about you.
It's just that when you're not back and it's late and it's dark,
there's no solution because this house smells like you.
And I'll listen to your steps, and with every step, I'll be better.
And every external look loses my interest
and I love you so much
that your sweet eyes can only hurt me.
I will only be able to kiss you by looking at your lips
because I know how much a missing smile hurts
when we part ways and it leaves your face.
And it scares me,
it always makes me more scared,
scared of making a mistake,
of deciding and failing,
but if I'm so fine right now it's because of you, my love.
And it's dark,
but you're here my love.
And it's dark.