Earth has turned me
Into a moment of stone
Which would like every one of its deserts
To be attached to it
Time lost me
Amongst its workers
Whose seconds are as sharp
As cutlery
And I still love you
Always and a whole day
Because there are wars
Which end with love
And I still love you
Always and a whole day
Because there are other wars
Which lend themselves to love
Life left me
Small pieces of glass
Which would like to tear
All of my flesh apart
Wind has known me
At the bottom of every sea
Where sailed at sight
The sky and its opposite
And I still love you
Always and a whole day
Because there are wars
Which end with love
And I still love you
Always and a whole day
Because there are other wars
Which lend themselves to love
And I still love you
Always and a whole day
Because there are wars
Which end with love
I still love you