Cold air from the window
And the thousand lights in the dark night
Feeling your hand slowly touching mine
It makes me trembling like a little child

And I hear you saying
I’m like from the fairy-tale
You’ve already forgotten
You’ve already got out from your mind

Starting a next song
And the melody is like your hands
Sliding through all of my body
It makes me giving up like a fool

And I hear you saying
I’m like from the love song
You’ve already forgotten
You’ve already refused to listen to

Closing my tired eyes
And the night embraces me like your arms
Kissing me gently on my ears and hair
It makes me sleeping like the sweetest lullaby

And I hear you saying
I’m like from Venice
You’ve already forgotten
You’ve already refused to see again

Like from the dreams of yours
You’ve already forbidden dreaming in the night…


Inspired by D.