Now tell me what happened You sure have a lot of courage How many times have I imagined How many times have I deluded myself That this constellation made of stars And things well done would fall ...fall Now you pass by and say nothing Now you pass by And pretend that silence takes shape But our story isn't like A fairy tale about a wolf and his sheep But all this isn't a game of distant fairies So why are we playing? I'm here And I'm here and I'm falling more and more in love Or am I losing myself Or falling more and more in love More and more in love Or am I simply drowning... Then I wish this sky would tell me what to do Because I wish this love of ours, now made of dots In a queue, would fall into an oblivion of new unsaid sentences But I'm here I'm here deluding myself That this constellation made of stars and things well done made it fall
