The ink of your eyes – L’encre de tes yeux

 

Since we shall never live together,

Since we are crazy, since we are alone,

Since they are so many…

Even morality speaks for them…

I would still like to tell you:

« All that I was able to write

I drew it from the ink of your eyes.  »

 

I didn’t see that you were carrying chains,

Trying too hard to look at you

I forgot mine.

We dreamed of Venice and freedom.

 I would still like to tell you:

« All that I was able to write

It is your smile that dictated it to me.  »

 

You will for a long time come walking in my dreams,

You will always come from the side

Where the sun rises.

And if, despite that, I manage to forget you,

I would still like to tell you:

All that I was able to write

Will have for long time the scent of regrets.  »

Since we shall never live together,

Since we are crazy, since we are alone,

Since they are so many…

Even morality speaks for them…

I would still like to tell you:

All that I was able to write

I drew it from the ink of your eyes.