Like am in sun of summer
When it is me the soldier
Who dies and who loses it
Without hope and regret
Say to me for whom I would exist ?
I would not be true..........
I believe that I would have found....
The secrecy of my life : sky in your eyes
I would want to invent the true love...
As a painter who sees under his fingers..
To be born colors from the new day..
When love was made...As others make the war
trail in a world without you...its like my wishes say not
and only the blow will be more pure that..i guess ..
would be only one point moreover..in this world.
today I am very far from you..but it is as if Im there..
I think of you...where is you?...what do you make?
do I still exist for you?..I remember all what you sayed to me.
You know, I was never as happy when you say : i love you
and I remember, I remember very well... ,i will remember forever.
one will go where you will want, when you want....
and one will still like, when the love dies...
all my life will be like this...
......it s quite simply my love for you......