And if you go to the supramonte hotel and you look up at the sky

You will see a woman on fire and one man only

And a real letter at night, fake by day

And then apology and accusations and apology without return

And now you travel, you laugh, you live, or you're lost

With your discreet order inside the heart

But where, where's your love?

But where did your love go?

Thank goodness I have a mouth to drink and it's not easy

Thanks to you I have a boat to write, I have a train to lose

And an invitation to the supramonte hotel, where I saw the snow

On your body so sweet with hunger, so sweet of thirst

This station will also pass without hurting

This rain will pass as thin as the pain passes

But where, where's your heart?

But where did your heart go?

And now I sit on the bed of the woods that now has your name

Now time is a distracted gentleman, he is a sleeping child

But if you wake up and you're still afraid, give me your hand back

What does it matter if I fell, if I'm far away

Because tomorrow will be a long and speechless day

Because tomorrow will be an uncertain day of clouds and sun

But where, where's your love?

But where did your love go?