Do you know what love is breathing cold, Maybe it could be a hundred times stronger. And maybe you again call me his.
On the road again, where a lot of light and heat Tell me what love is not at all gone. Yes, I am proud to be, but life is preserved So much tenderness, all the better to drink to the dregs.
You give, I give, even if the thread breaks - I love, I love, I am a second catch, To call you and say, maybe ...
You know that love, that I am sick of you Perhaps, it may be the last time. Or maybe we're just wrong now?
On the road again, where a lot of light and heat Tell me what love is not entirely gone. His pride I light the lights In a sea of tenderness for the sinking of love.
You give, I give, even if the thread breaks I love, I love, I am a second catch, To call you and say, maybe ...