Bastaba [English translation]

A smile in return as a reply to other smile

It was enough

A shared space with some simple things

It was enough

A hotel in any part of Europe

Where one could talk while playing and taking off our clothes,

We converted fights into peace

The first one who gives up and admits it, already knows

How could we end up wanting so much bad to each other? I really don't know.

How could you tell me that here each of us knows what to do?

First we'd walk through the center and then sit on the bench,

It was enough

To listen to your advices even though you were wrong,

And it was enough

to break our good manners

with which we hid our mistakes and complaints,

and dive into cold water,

and accept that we already know that this is over

How could we end up wanting so much bad to each other? I really don't know.

How could you tell me that here each of us knows what to do?

How could we fall so low? You and I?

How could we simply throw into each other's faces that hate overcomes both of us?

It was enough

to give each other even a little, or that you understand it soon

It was enough

We'd swallow our words in the streets of Geneva

It was enough

This night opens its eyes and it's looking at us

Seeing poor caresses of war

This night opens its eyes and it's looking at us

Seeing silver tears falling on the ground

How could we end up wanting so much bad to each other? I really don't know.

How could you tell me that here each of us knows what to do?

(It was enough)

To know what to do

It was enough

It was enough

It was enough

Remember when it was enough

It was enough

It was enough

It was enough