I can't give you what doesn't exist A mountain of gold in the middle of the plain A drunken sun that turns on itself A summer that promises snow on the roof Snow on the roof In the infinite heart of innumerable underbrushes Miraculous points of water, keys for every chain Only love is not there, only like a sky of raindrops With misplaced colors or that don't exist Or that don't exist The armors are legions in the hollow of my arms Loneliness is losing itself like a spoiled child To whom we would refuse to have the right to enter And that you would bark, stuck all against me Stuck all against me For the rest, you will have to forgive me quickly If a ghost of love appears sometimes In my gestures and my voice, because whatever I give you I can't give you what doesn't exist What doesn't exist The armors are legions in the hollow of my arms Loneliness is losing itself like a spoiled child To whom we would refuse to have the right to enter And that you would bark, stuck all against me Stuck all against me