What a emotion facing this ego
Who seems to graze the Other
What a stir in front of the faith
Of one that grows the Other
It is the loneliness of the space
That resonates in us
One is so alone, sometimes
I want to believe so that an angel passes
That tells us, softly
I'm here for you
And you, it's me
But who is the Other
What a strange messenger
But who is the Other
Your face is familiar
But who is the Other
In you, my life has taken refuge
It is a friend, it is him
You and me, from the tip of fingers
We will weave an Other
Another me, another voice
Without that one, hunting the other
I have in my memory my weaknesses
But to the palm of your hand
All my strength too
But then, to overcome the sorrow
Overcome his doubts
We need a friend
The friend it's he