My whole life haunted by you
You who do not listen to me
You told me not to sing
I who sing only for you
So tell me where this leads us
All these disputes, all these quarrels
I do not know

I do not know
And you, the girl who is dying of cold
Even nestled in my arms
You who do not love me
I thought I was dying, you see
So tell me where this leads us
All these speeches, all these poems
I do not know
Sometimes at night
I dream of you
I dream of you

So tell me where you are taking me
I am ready to follow you even
Despite myself
Words are difficult
The comedy
The pantomime
The ritual gestures
From before the crisis that calls the eternal
Tell me why you love me
Tell me, it gives me wings
I do not have any

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