Because you think you are my weakness, you hurt me, you kill me And you play with me like with anything and you have my life And day and night Because you think you are my reason to be, you give birth to my pain And well, despite you, in any case I think so, you spend the happiness that lives in my heart A day can come, tomorrow, maybe or in the future Or who knows, my God, fate will come to muddle the games All that you believe to be you without reserve, like a dream in the morning Breaking your law, leaving your wet eyes and the void in your hands Because you think I'm a slave, a wreck of love You draw your joys and you forge your weapons in the tears, without help, of my heavy heart Because you think I was put into the world for you to plunder You lead me to the steps without making a sacrifice, of a whim, of an idea, of spoiled children When everything will be dead, when the passion will leave my body I will recover and I will leave you without regret Because I believe that one day in a smile I will say that the two of us It's over, you see, and that finally I have only the gesture of farewell