I don't like being far from your soul
And feeling that the wind is not from here
Knowing that my autumn is missing
Some leaves that fell and stayed in you
I don't like to talk to you in silence
And in the calendar I discover
That Monday to Friday I think of you
And on the weekends I return to rest my soul
I return to reinvent yourself in me
If hiding is only part of your game
And if at the end of your path I am there
If with all this patience I wait for you
If I return to fall in love
There is no right to claim again
I can plant you in my memory
To harvest an intuition
I can make you part of my story
Deleaf every detail and give you a hundred endings
While I think about what happened
If hiding protects you from my shadow
If telling you that you are not returning is better
If from the same border I do not I move
If I fall in love again
There is no right to complain

KORREKTUREN ÃœBERMITTELN