My friend, I know, you only live for him
But he doesn't see you like I do, begging my mouth
To say that he has confessed to me over drinks
That it's with your skin that he dreams at night
And that he goes crazy with every button that
You undo thinking of his hands
He hasn't seen you tremble, waiting
For a word, some gesture, a hug
He doesn't see you like I do, sighing
With wide-open little eyes
My friend, I don't know what to say or do
I wish I could command the soul
Or freedom, that's what he needs
To fill your pockets with battles won
With renewed dreams and hopes
I want to give you a poem
You think I'm delivering the news
My friend, I hope one day
Listening to my song, you suddenly understand
That what I never wanted was to tell your story
Because it might turn out moving
But, forgive me, my friend
It's not intelligence nor wisdom
This is my way of saying things
It's not that it's my job, it's that it's my language
My friend, princess of an endless tale
My friend, I only want you to count on me
My friend, let's see if one of these days
To speak without having to beat around the bush so much
Matters to me because you're my friend
My friend, I know, you only live for him
But he doesn't see you like I do, begging my mouth
To say that he has confessed to me over drinks
That it's with your skin that he dreams at night
My friend, I don't know what to say or do
I wish I could command the soul
Or freedom, that's what he needs
To fill your pockets with battles won
With renewed dreams and hopes
I want to give you a poem
You think I'm delivering the news
My friend, princess of an endless tale
I only want you to count on me
My friend, let's see if one of these days
To speak without having to beat around the bush so much
That this whole story matters to me
Princess of an endless tale
I only want you to count on me
My friend, let's see if one of these days
To speak without having to beat around the bush so much
That this whole story matters to me