I already know
that maybe you love me and that
you could never live without me.
I already know that like the wind I slide
between the terraces and the corners of this heart of mine.
It's not what I wanted but
you're here with me,
love
me
as if I were a heather,
as if I were for sale,
love me now as if you would never do it again,
love me as if I were music,
that simple motive that gave time to
everything that was and that will be of us.
I
already know that when you kiss her the thought of my kisses
will fly slowly to tell you that
your love is not her.
And I already know
that you will betray me a thousand nights,
I will meet other eyes
like this forever until winter falls on us.
It's not what I wanted but
you're here with me,
close and then you look at me and it's still you.
love me
as if I were a heather,
twisted to the soul,
as if I were music,
that simple motive,
as if I were for sale,
as if I were until hell falls on us.