Sad, sweet lady,
with your instruments
and with a light, light breeze
Like a big ocean,
without feelings,
and with your lifeless eyes
(Now you're here)
Listen, my friend: you are suffering tonight,
and so you must struggle, with your little strength
My calm is composing a desperate song,
because you need (to) dream this image
THE FIRE LIT UP THE ROOM,
AND OUR LOVE WAS SO GREAT!
THE FIRE LIT UP THE SKY,
AND OUR LOVE WAS SO GREAT
And this is enough
So, now you can fly:
Come on, play your guitar, now!
All your pain is here,
on your strings steel,
and the future is your gage
Listen, my friend: you are suffering tonight,
and so you must struggle, with your little strength
My calm is composing a desperate song,
because you need (to) dream this image
THE FIRE LIT UP THE ROOM,
AND OUR LOVE WAS SO GREAT!
THE FIRE LIT UP THE SKY,
AND OUR LOVE WAS SO GREAT