Dark road, without lights and tears,
Things without a solution, dear,
My soul is full of that, now,
And your soul too, yes I know.
Where is the sun of the hope, my god?
Where is the smile of an easy song?
With a secret dream in my hands,
I’m calling your name, I’m calling your name:

But you are so far away,
Like a long kiss on our skin,
And maybe you are sleeping, now,
On the white floor of the memories,
While I’m calling your name, again:

Why you are my old refuge,
Why we remember our words.
And I will be in your black eyes,
Black like this night, like this days.