There are several meters of water in the streets of my sorrow
Several tons of mud in the flow of my veins
The river carries the telephone wires
With my echoing calls still inside
The rain has washed away all the words I invent
The birds cried so you wouldn't hear me
In places where you were there are pieces of ice
And trees in the way so that I don't pass
Where you go I will follow you
I will follow you...
Even when you have closed your hundred doors
Even when you have cried for someone else's children
Even when you have extinguished what burned best
Even if you go further than my eyes can reach
Where you go I will follow you
I will follow you...
Even in the depths of silence
I can still hear you say
We are approaching the sky
Our closed books are swinging
I don't want to fall alone
I don't want to fall alone
If you want I will love even those who touch you
Those who still have the taste of you in their mouth
Even those you hate, even those you love
There are so many water in the streets of my pain...
Where you go I will follow you
Where you will go...
I still hear you say to me
We are getting closer from the sky
I don't want to fall alone
I don't want to fall alone
It snowed everywhere on the window sills
I don't know you anymore from this blurry city tre
How many more winters will pass under my door
Before one day I dare to say that I love someone else.