Tonto rompecabezas

What will become of you, of me,
today I think,
while I try to put together
this silly puzzle.

It's been so long since you came around here,
today I feel
that I can't stop
spinning in the piece.

I look for you in some drawer,
in every corner,
behind pictures,
under the rug
and I can't find you.

I think, I feel.

Since I couldn't find you
I even went to consult a fat medium,
you didn't send any signal,
nor did you call me back,
nor did you answer my letters.

I look for you in some drawer,
in every corner,
behind pictures,
under the rug,
and I can't find you.

Today I think what will become of me, of you,
I think, I look for you in a song,
as I feel,
that I remain of our love,
I think.

What will become of me, of you,
I think, I will look for you in a song,
as I feel,
that I remain of our love.

I think, I feel,
I think, I feel,
I think, I feel,
I think.