I carry a guitar on my shoulder
a mountain of astonishment, ash in my voice.
I have two signed songs,
one is poisoned and the other wants your love.
I keep a nook in my soul
that remembers your face as nobody saw it.
I laugh, cry, don’t care less about anything for the sake of us two.

I live in a garden with no mallows
a hallway with no lounges, your friendship fifth C.
I ask your oblivion to forget me
but it’s well known it won’t concede it.
I walk as always wandering
about some stage and you won’t believe it.
I knew you were lying and everything for the sake of us two.

And once again we’ll be two strangers.
Once again I’ll hurt ourselves.
Once again I’m in the bottom of pain.
And once again, you and me, for the sake of us two.

There’s a corner in my bed
that doesn’t understand anything and asks after you.
There’s a half of myself that complains
and another that doesn’t let me escape from pain.
I’m dreadfully blind
and it won’t be the first time it starts again.
Because you’re not by my side any more for the sake of us two.

And once again we’ll be two strangers.
Once again I’ll hurt ourselves.
Once again I’m in the bottom of pain.
And once again, you and me…

And once again we’ll be two strangers.
Once again I’ll hurt ourselves.
Once again I’m in the bottom of pain.
And once again, you and me, for the sake of us two.

For the sake of us two.

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