Because we're never going to live together Because we're crazy, because we're alone Because there are so many of them Even morality speaks for them I would still like to tell you For all that I was able to write I drew the ink out of your eyes.
I never saw that you wore chains Out of wanting too much to look at you I forgot my own We dreamed of Venice and of freedom I would still like to tell you All that I was able to write It was your smile that dictated it to me.
You will come walk in my dreams for a long time You will always come from the side Where the sun rises And if despite that I end up forgetting you I would still like to tell you All that I was able to write Will for a long time carry the scent of regret.