The best years of our lives
The best moons tasting of honey
Your mischievous hands are never forgotten
Your impatient mouth on my skin
I feel inside that my days are ending
I can be the next fallen hero
I don't want legends of bravery
Nor medals for fulfilling my duty
And what am I doing here, looking at the sky
Ten thousand kilometers from your kisses
Kissing flags, opening fire
Digging trenches if I miss you?
And what am I doing here, looking at the sky
Ten thousand kilometers from your kisses
Kissing flags, opening fire
Digging trenches if I miss you?
My life is mute amid bombings
The best years of our lives
I'm giving them, I don't know to what or to whom
Ambushed on a suicide mission
This could be the last time
That I speak to you, that I write to you
That I cry for you, that I tell you
That I'd give my life to die by your side
And scream to the wind that I was a bad soldier
That I speak to you, that I write to you
That I cry for you, that I tell you
That I'd give my life to die by your side
And scream to the wind that I was a bad soldier
And what am I doing here, looking at the sky
Ten thousand kilometers from your kisses
Kissing flags, opening fire
Digging trenches if I miss you?
And what am I doing here, looking at the sky
Ten thousand kilometers from your kisses
Kissing flags, opening fire
Digging trenches if I miss you?
My life is mute amid bombings
Far, extremely far from your kisses
Trying in vain to catch the stars with my fingers
Missing you, your little peach face, your mouth, your hair
Looking at the sky, begging for a time-out
To the owner of the Universe so that he hears my verses
And sends me back straight to the land of fire
To your bed in flames with kerosene kisses
I poison myself here without you
Carnivore of your essence
Your absence hurts more than the bullets of hell
And what am I doing here, looking at the sky
Ten thousand kilometers from your kisses
Kissing flags, opening fire
Digging trenches if I miss you?
And what am I doing here, looking at the sky
Ten thousand kilometers from your kisses
Kissing flags, opening fire
Digging trenches if I miss you?
Digging trenches if I miss you