Tan Lluny de Tu

You are so far from me
Like my town from its country
Like the bohemia from Paris
Like my grief from your sheet
I am so far from you
Like love is far from Rome
Like New York from darkness
Like my forehead from your kiss

I will travel the whole world
To try to feel you close
And when I have no more breath
I will continue but more slowly

You are so far from me
Like Bayern from St. Pauli
Like Brussels from Pakistan
Like the tourist from the immigrant
Like the vassal from the noble
Like the politician from his people
Like the refugee from Malta
Like my lips from your cheek

I cry and miss
Everything that has never happened
But that I have always imagined

I cry and miss
Being closer to your side
But the distance has me trapped

I will travel the whole world
To try to feel you close
And when I have no more breath
I will continue but more slowly