This world is so small
like this apartment, maybe as long as the hall
but it does not happen of this building.
Where was our last attempt?
And our plans to waste time?
In places far, far away
At what point did we become old?
Chorus:
Count to 10,
And think that dreams are not lost,
they just dissolve.
Count to 10,
And think that love never ends,
just change the bed.
Where do you keep your secrets?
sure next to those kisses
that are powdered at every moment,
and our laughter is carried away by the wind,
You no longer sing to the full moon,
you only talk about all your sorrows,
Go tell me what poisons you,
tell me it runs through your veins ...
Chorus :
Count to 10,
And think that dreams are not lost,
they just dissolve.
Count to 10,
And think that love never ends,
just change the bed.
Count to 10,
And think that love never ends,
just change the bed ...
Only among all we can make this a better place :)