Desvelo (part. Alberto Moran)

Even if you pretend
To steer me away from your path
Even if you leave me alone
I will always love you

Even if, because of your jealousy
I live full of sleeplessness
Thinking that another lover
Will take you away from me

Still, I adore you the same
I cry for you and beg you
With crazy eagerness

And in the horrible sadness
Of my desolation
The demons of my pain
Are biting my heart

Even if your inconsistency
Corner me
It pierces me
Like a dagger

And in the dark hours
Of my insomnia
My poor eyes
I can't close

From the murky mirrors
Of my melancholy
All our loves
Arise from those days

Your figure floats around
The room
And then laughing
You stop next to me
To kiss me
With your lying mouth
Your mysterious mouth
Your crimson lips

Until I am surprised
At last by dawn
Crazy from exhaustion
And sleepless

And then, defeated
Poor butterfly
You pretend that the wound
I close it with my mouth