There is a principle of magic
Among the obstacles of the heart
That willingly attaches itself
Between an evening that doesn't die
And a night to unwrap
Like a Christmas present

There is a principle of irony
In keeping pampered
The most secret thoughts
And finding them already revealed
And it was me speaking
It is I who lent them

How many things you don't know about me
How many things you can't know
How many things to carry on the journey together

There is a principle of joy
Among the obstacles of the heart
That I want to deserve
Even while I look at the sea
While I let a ridiculous thought
Shipwreck

How many things you don't know about me
How many things you can't know
How many things to carry on the journey together

How many things you don't know about me
How many things you have to deserve
How many things to throw away on the journey together

There is a principle of energy
That pushes me to sway
Between my saying and my doing
And feeling makes noise
Walking makes noise
Among the obstacles of the heart

How many things you don't know about me
How many things you can't know
How many things to carry on the journey together

How many things you don't know about me
How many things you don't want to know
How many things to throw away on the journey together

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