Without reason, I'm going around living.
just lo live,
my confused values, repressed
because of you,
wandering through the streets, senslessly
not knowing where to go.
Living now only means not even to be,
I go back home where I try to escape
from people who pretend to clear my problems,
bur I insist on manteining, without you knowing,
all your presence within me,
and I even hope that you'll decide to come back here, some day..
Nostalgias
that always come on such empty nights,
that confuse, and they are almost an agony;
and by the time you fall sleep, the day is already born.
The distance
takes away from me, little by little, the hope
for you to come back to me again,
and live, fully, our immense love.
So many plans and dreams destroyed today
because of you,
what a nonsense such a waste of love
because of us both...
in the loneliness I hold on to anything
that I have left from that love,
so that I can feel your presence once again,
and all that warmth.
Nostalgias
that always come on such empty nights,
that confuse, and they are almost an agony;
and by the time you fall sleep, the day is already born.
The distance
takes away from me, little by little, the hope
for you to come back to me again
and live, fully, our immense love.
Nostalgias
The distance
Nostalgias