La Canzone Che Scrivo Per Te
Marlene Kuntz
The Song I Write For You
No mucosa-to-mucosa contact
Yet I get infected by you,
You arrive bringing desires and dizziness
In passionate verses addressed to me;
And you gift me your mysterious essence,
That was a fleeting sparkle some nights ago;
Quickly my sighs come alive
And go to the walls saying 'I wish you were here'.
This is the song I write for you:
I promised it and here it is.
Can you see yourself? Yes, you're there,
Before I even knew you.
(Now I have your splendid smile to savor:
Sparkling with happiness.
I observe it from your vain forehead
That asked for priority in my kisses)
Even frigid waters from these eyes that always miss you
Nothing but violence from my empty gun
I'm using silver to light up these blackheart faces
Blinding your fingers with my skin that burns for you
This is the song I write for you:
I promised it and here it is.
Can you see yourself? Yes, you're there,
Just as I get to know you.
This song is for me
I listen like I promised you
I can see myself in your words from hell
That you write for me
And I have your hands to let me caress my heart
Immune from defenses that are unnecessary.
But now I have in mind the face of someone more special than me,
Who can sing but has more emblems to polish than me... and that's your pastime.
As far as I'm concerned, you're a forgotten continent.
From what I've seen, I liked it in the end.
Don't, don't tell me. What you want from me
No, don't tell me. I don't wanna hear. Don't tell me
This is the song I write for you:
I promised it and here it is.
Can you see yourself? You're no longer there,
After I got to know you.