2021.07.01.
Let Us Start Over
In those eyes of yours made of iceI rediscovered my face:
a bit little girl, a bit tyrant,
a puppet without a mother.
I walked towards a dream,
wandering without involvement,
often changing the direction with the wind,
without reason and feeling.
And sometimes, to overdo it,
I took the risk of making mistakes,
this life of mine is a roulette wheel.
Just a moment, I'm not done,
I just want to remind you
and if necessary, commit yourself
to start over.
I trampled on the hope
and sometimes, the consciousness,
borrowing your love,
like a buffoon with no heart.
Blind of pride at a low price,
full of nothing is my kind,
I always sell you with prudishness
this body of mine that knows how to give.
I hang the illusions on a nail,
the time for change has come,
a nameless stranger
and so many things to learn.
Put on your suit, the right one,
if you want to try with more taste
to start over.
Tender and eternal is this story
of an inglorious general
who spits judgments, masochist
with the defect of the artist.
Heart dressed as a soldier
of this war made in tranches,
reaching out for conquest
on an endlessly road.
I would like to know what gender
are all these ideas of mine,
to frame them with your step,
with you maybe I could.
If I do wrong, have patience,
let's try, for coherence,
to start over.
I have a suspect for my soul,
between disappointments and broken bones,
take a look, I end up
as a meal to some mad saint.
For me, who play with life,
your presence is my pay,
open window over a dream
that I have never forgotten.
I might even cry, if that helps,
I am not remote controlled.
Don't leave, because I feel you,
after all, you're my pirate,
but this time I bet
the two of us will go for sure
to start over.
Let us start over, let us start over,
let us start over, let us start over...