When you are not here
All my senses
Talk about you
About your hands, about yours, why?

When you are not here
You know, even I am not
The same
And this, above all,
Makes me fragile

I know well
This is not convenient
But my instincts belong to you
And I try to break out
I search for a possibility
But alone it is impossible

Don't you see that
There is a shiver yet
That moves exactly with you
Don't you see that you
Are inside of me in a stabile way
Wherever you go

When you are not here
I realize that
There is no alternative to you
To the rhythm that you give
To my disorder
And I feel bad
So bad
That you are easy to be hated
And I break out
In every possible way
But alone it is impossible

Don't you see that
There is a shiver yet that
Moves exactly with you
Don't you also feel that you
Are inside of me in a stabile way
Because before you
No one else ever
Had this effect on me
It is my strongest call
The strongest that exists

But don't you feel that meanwhile
I am dependant on you
On your mouth that asks about me
Because you are not a habit and you never will be

When you are not here
All my senses
Talk about you