Adeu-siau

That nothing I have to say
that you don't tell me
and so everything I tell you
you already know.

And before discovering
the uselessness of my song
I'm leaving until another year,
good luck.

I will distract myself following the trail of some chords,
lest I lose a song,
and I don't know a better way
that could bring me closer to you.

Horses of white clouds
and tears of stars,
thousand lilies sailing
like ships.

And it's clear that with what I write
you'll have to do it all yourself,
and you still have so much to say,
good luck.

I, with your permission, will follow the trail of some chords
that have been given to a beautiful body while playing
and I don't know a better way that could bring me closer to you.

That nothing I have to say
that you don't tell me
and so everything I tell you
you already know.

Thaaaaaank you!!
Goodbye!