A note on your door, when the day is going to arrive
And the garbage trucks invade the city.
There is no better way
To tell you 'I'm thinking of you'
A deluge in the street, I'm wet from waiting
And the remises play car breakers without stopping.
Today there is nothing better
Than seeing you arrive, than hugging you again.
And I don't I know,
I don't know what will come, I don't know what will be left
I have this feeling
Which is like a gale
And every time
We It weighs more and more,
And we start walking
With elephant steps in a small box...
Among so many people, suddenly, I think if you will appear
And two little boys ask me for coins for bread.
In some way, I am like them
Of waiting for you, of looking for you...
How can you bury a beating heart ?
Digging to what depth?
Or do you plan to throw it into the sea?
Didn't you have anything better than to tell me 'I love you'?
And I don't know,
I don't know what will come, I don't know what will remain
All this that I feel now
It's like a gale
Or don't you see it?
That it grows more and more
And we began to walk
With the steps of an elephant in a box
Small...small...

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