Dos Por Dos

I always had the impression that love
is a bug that eats you from the inside,
and that goes, from outside inside, crushing your foundations...

I always knew that love was a matter
only of two by two.
Of two by two.

And now I'm sure that, of the two,
one always, always lets themselves be loved.
It's more comfortable and simple,
even if it lacks emotion.

I always knew that love was a matter
only of two by two.
Of two by two.

Tell me, tell me, tell me if it's not true
that the salt and pepper is to conquer.
Playing cat and mouse at the slightest opportunity.

I always knew that love was a matter
only of two by two.
Of two by two.

And now listen to me. I have to tell you something and I
only know... that love...
is a bug that is born, that lives, that dies inside you.

I always knew that love was a matter
only of two by two.
Of two by two.

Tell me, swear to me that it's not true,
that your heart doesn't burst if she passes by without calling.
Often it's something clear, and often it's something gray
to learn to build what's in between her and you.

I always knew that love was a matter
only of two by two.
Of two by two.
(REPEAT)