I have lost you so many times
That the memory is inevitable
And the anguish of the reunion
Of your skin against my skin
It has cost me so, so much
That now my soul withers
And little tears come undone
That forgot to pray
That for you I was so little
I would have been more cautious
That for you everything was a game
That summer among your kisses
I wouldn't have written this song
Little by little I'm losing
The clarity of your portrait
But I don't forget a single second
The sweetness of your, of your hands
That for you I was so little
I would have been more cautious
That for you everything was a game
That summer among your kisses
I wouldn't have written this song