My Old Refuge

Dark road, without lights and tears,

Things without a solution, dear,

My soul is full of that, now,

And your soul too, yes I know.

Where is the sun of the hope, my God?

Where is the smile of an easy song?

With a secret dream in my hands,

I'm calling your name, I'm calling your name:

BUT YOU ARE SO FAR AWAY,

LIKE A LONG KISS ON OUR SKIN,

AND MAYBE YOU ARE SLEEPING, NOW,

ON THE WHITE FLOOR OF THE MEMORIES,

WHILE I'M CALLING YOUR NAME, AGAIN:

Why you are my old refuge,

Why we remember our words.

And I will be in your black eyes,

Black like this night, like this days.