Luxemburgues

Just the sea,
blues,
corals,
blues.

It's the same as before,
always, speakers.
You won't see your faces,
your hands, your veins.
It's the same, I have you,
I carry you, sands.

I just know I fell in love,
I just know that's how I arrived.

Your name is not just a name,
it smells like a Luxembourgish garden.
And behind me, there's a huge postcard,
I'm not gray anymore,
I'm not going anymore.

Ice and salt,
they burn me,
your lips,
they burn me.

A place with stones,
asphalt and hills.

And it's true,
birds don't eat in the ruins.
And it's true,
that alone, alone, with you.

I just know I fell in love,
I just know that's how I arrived.

Your name is not just a name,
it smells like a Luxembourgish garden.
And behind me, there's a huge postcard.
I'm not gray anymore,
I'm not going anymore...

I just know,
you remember,
memories
that burn.

I don't know,
I see you wet in the sand.
And a place with stones,
asbestos and hills.
And it's true,
birds don't eat from the ruins.

I just know I fell in love,
I just know that's how I arrived.

Your name is not just a name,
it smells like a Luxembourgish garden.
And behind me, there's a huge postcard.
I'm not gray anymore,
I'm not going anymore
to set myself on fire, my love...