How can it be, that loving you as much as I do, that keeping both the same love, that keeping you and me so apart? How can it be, if in your eyes I see the sun rise, if your body and your warmth are so mine, you live in the sea and I in the river? How can it be, that we can lie to the heart, if the flame and the passion of the kiss that we hide in the soul burn us? How can it be, that you are in me in every corner, that nostalgia is present when I listen to a song? How can it be, that you don't live every moment with me? How can it be, that the distance can be more, that how many times I try to sleep you leave me? How can it be, if there is so much and so much love between the two of us? How can it be, that we can lie to the heart, if the flame and the passion of the kiss that we hide in the soul burn us? How can it be, that you are in me in every corner, that nostalgia is present when I listen to a song? How can it be, that you don't live every moment with me? How can it be, that the distance can be more, that how many times I try to sleep you leave me? How can it be, if there is so much and so much love between the two of us? How can it be, if there is so much and so much love between the two of us? How can it be? How can it be?