I go out to find
The one with whom I've seen all hours' moons,
Once the curtains lifted
And he said, «I only swim to you.»
Language is such a play,
He called his exit but his eyes irresolute.
What pasts still sit today?
I feel I'm walking around in blue.
He can hear me sing,
He can hear me sing, though he is far,
I'll never lose sight of him.
He turned
To me then looked away,
A silhouette, a silhouette
Still returns to me.
I'll hand him his coat,
It's exactly where he left it long ago.
We'll fall all over floorboards,
I lose my breath just envisioning the scene.
Mysteries that wake up late,
The table's set, and the painting of his face,
No time to hesitate,
I cede all my light and play abandoned fool.
He can hear me sing,
He can hear me sing, though he is far,
I'll never lose sight of him.
A silhouette, a silhouette…