Dark road, without lights and tears, Things without a solution, dear, My soul is full of that, now, And your soul too, yes I know. Where is the sun of the hope, my God? Where is the smile of an easy song? With a secret dream in my hands, I'm calling your name, I'm calling your name:
BUT YOU ARE SO FAR AWAY, LIKE A LONG KISS ON OUR SKIN, AND MAYBE YOU ARE SLEEPING, NOW, ON THE WHITE FLOOR OF THE MEMORIES, WHILE I'M CALLING YOUR NAME, AGAIN:
Why you are my old refuge, Why we remember our words. And I will be in your black eyes, Black like this night, like this days.