I wish I wasn’t lighten by these eyes,
I wish I wasn’t melted by the signs,
I wish I wasn’t divided in two pieces,
by nights which lead in other paths,
and they have for motive your body…
and they have for motive your body…
Throw to my body match in order to be burnt,
this love brings me up to the stars,
and let me to be burnt as I want and to be charged,
this mistake is the only one which is suitable for me
Love that you became body and blood,
without you everything is a foreign land,
if your truth become a lie,
to become ash in a glance,
that at nights sets on fires…
that at nights sets on fires…