What happened to you, sweet friend
Maybe you're a little in love
You must have thought I was alone
That I was no longer with him

What happened to you, my friend?
Maybe I'm a little to blame too
Ambiguity takes root
Where thought goes to die

How many times (how many) would I leave him (how many)
You know, how many times I would invent him again
I bear the signs (how many) of his pain (how many)
And he breathes following the rhythm of my heart
And from the wheel (descends) of my destiny (descends)
He goes up and down
Each time he seems a little bigger, eh-eh-eh

I would have stolen your sweetness
To draw it on my face
And I would have wanted to breathe
Just a moment next to you

But how many times (how many) would I leave him (how many)
You know, how many times I would invent him again
I bear the signs (how many) of his pain (how many)
And he breathes following the rhythm of my heart
And from the wheel (descends) of my destiny (descends)
He goes up and down
And each time he seems a little bigger
A little bigger, eh

And how many times (how many) would I leave him
You know, how many times I would invent him again
I bear the signs (how many) of his pain
And he breathes following the rhythm of my heart
And how many times (how many) in my hands (how many)
He is born again
And each time he seems a little bigger, eh
A little bigger
A little bigger, eh
A little bigger, eh-eh-eh-eh-eh

(How many times) how many
(How many times) how many
(You know how many times) how many
How many times, eh
(How many times)

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