If every night I go to talk to you at your window
Waiting for you to give me an answer
And there we are until time stops us
The routine at your window, always the two of us
If there are mornings when I call you at dawn
And suddenly I slip into your room
And I look at your face while you sleep
That face that breaks my heart
That's why I want to be the word
That you break with your mouth without thinking about it
That you dream every night there in bed
That your saliva protects without touching it
I want to be the poetry of your lips
That's why I want to be the word
That you break with your mouth without thinking about it
That you dream every night there in bed
That your saliva protects without touching it
I want to be the poetry of your lips
If it's your window that cries when you're gone
If you're the queen that my loneliness would like
If you're the tale that I didn't want to end
If you're the star that doesn't stop shining
That's why I want to be the word
That you break with your mouth without thinking about it
That you dream every night there in bed
That your saliva protects without touching it
I want to be the poetry of your lips
That's why I want to be the word
That you break with your mouth without thinking about it
That you dream every night there in bed
That your saliva protects without touching it
I want to be the poetry of your lips
That's why I want to be the word
That you break with your mouth without thinking about it
That you dream every night there in bed
That your saliva protects without touching it
I want to be the poetry of your lips