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Translation
You see, my dear
You see, my dear, it's hard to explain,
it's hard to talk about the ghosts in one's mind.
You see, my dear, all I can say
is that I change every day, I'm always different.
You see, my dear, sometimes I'm in the sky
like a kite in the wind that later will fall back to the earth.
You see, my dear, it's hard to explain,
it's hard to understand if you haven't understood already.
You see, my dear, some crises are just
a signal of something inside you that is screaing to get out.
You see, my dear, some days are like a year,
some sentences are worth nothing and there's no use in listening to them again.
You see, my dear, seasons and smiles
are assets to be spent with caution.
You see, my dear, it's hard to explain,
it's hard to understand if you haven't understood already.
You don't get it when in the evening I look for
an atmosphere of mystery that is difficult to grasp,
when I laugh without moving [a muscle in] my face
when I cry silently, when I wish I could yell,
when I dream about song lyrics,
about books and kites, about that which is not going to come true...
You see, my dear, it's hard to explain,
it's hard to understand if you haven't understood already.
I don't miss everything you gave me
which I created and I could do it again just now,
and yet I can't forget all those moments with you, because
those moments still linger.
Don't look for a face for the reason,
for a name for the passion that now pushes me away from you.
You see, my dear, it's hard to explain,
it's hard to understand if you haven't understood already.
You mean a lot to me, yet not enough
and you don't see the distance between my thoughts and yours,
you are everything and yet everything is still too little,
you are pleased with your strategy and you already have what you want.
I'm still looking for something, so don't be afraid
if you feel me becoming distant: the dream fades, but I'm still here.
Just be happy with the role you have,
I give you what you give me, who knows who is to blame.
Look inside you to understand my feelings,
to feel that what'm looking for isn't novelty or freedom.
You see, my dear, it's hard to explain,
it's hard to understand if you haven't understood already.
Gyps Fulvus✕
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