Of course I'll think of you
How much I ignored the blue moon
And the night crashes in my disappointment
But of course I'll think of you
before God takes me
and the doubt runs over my death illusion.
First, you know that I am
the most indicated to tell you,
that ours is finished
and why do you resist, you see,
Then, you know that we have loved each other so much,
what are you pretending for?
That pretending was my ruin
I do not know how to say goodbye
And every question bursts in my face
The phantoms of the soul revolt me ??to hosts
If you want romantic words
Nothing to do
You unfold, you are mistress of the dawn
And infinite spills, caresses intact, look
There is a part in my memory where your nudity lives,
your nakedness
You who go and pick up the notebook of the dawn
But of course I'll think of you, when I leave
I will pick up my things and whistle
a sad song in the early morning
But I will think of you,
when I play
and when it is not me
I will also think about you.
But you know I'm not the most aware
to tell you
that ours is primitive,
And do not be sad, backwards
Then, you know I'm not the most prepared
not to hurt you
By the anger between the ruin and you undress
And every question bursts in my face
The phantoms of the soul revolt me ??to hosts
You do not want any romantic words anymore,
I forgot them
You who are the owner of the notebook of the dawn
and waste infinite caresses intact, look
You are already part of my laughter and my crying like yesterday
You unfold and you explode in my face
But an endless amount of caresses that today seem distant, look
Well, you look out on my life and you get scared
I'm still sitting, I need you to give me place next to you,
I need you completely, whole whole
You who are approaching
You, that you take out the most magical, tragic parts ...
It's you who give me the secret of the dawn
Far communications
I want to know, you, that you approach the notebook of the dawn,
And you give it to me
Only among all we can make this a better place :)