Desenho de Giz

Who wants to live a love
But doesn't want its marks, any scar?
Illusion and love, it's not a risk in the sand, it's a chalk drawing

I know you will say
The question is to want, to desire, to decide
Then, says my heart
What pleasure is there in beating if she won't listen?

Then, my mouth tells me
What pleasure is there in smiling if she won't smile back at me?
Who can want to be happy
If not for the sake of love