I am talking to you,
to you who does not listen
To you that with what you have left
you would give me the light to light the days
To you that you play to win me
when you know well that I have lost everything
I am talking to you
Even if you care little what I'm saying
I am talking to you
Although it is wasting time
To you that happened to you so far
the rigor of crying and melancholy
If I never told the truth
it was because the truth was always a lie
I am talking to you
even if it's worth mother what I'm saying
To you who lacked the courage to fight for you
You who are consoled with covering yourself with Chanel
the traces of my kisses
You have nothing left
You have nothing left
Nothing
To you who out of spite are thinking with their feet
You who left me alone even when you were in my company
You have nothing left for you and you have nothing left
Nothing
I am talking to you
so deaf and resigned
To you who sleep with your pride
and you let yourself be touched by your cheap grudge
You who like to be a martyr
handing out faults that are only yours
I am talking to you
because there is nobody else who understands what I say
To you who lacked the courage to fight for you
You who are consoled with covering yourself with Chanel
the traces of my kisses
You have nothing left
You have nothing left
Nothing
To you who out of spite are thinking with their feet
You who left me alone even when you were in my company
You have nothing left for you and you have nothing left
Nothing
You have nothing left and I have at least
This incurable syndrome of loving you so much.
To you who lacked the courage to fight for you
You who are consoled with covering yourself with Chanel
the traces of my kisses
You have nothing left
You do not have any rest left
Only among all we can make this a better place :)