On the wall

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Noone else would've stayed here
insisting, saying "I love you"
I will talk to a wall
I will crush my words to your face

Nobody else, but me
I stay by myself talking to a wall
I'm considered crazy but i bear it for you
"I live for you" I will write untill the wall falls
and I see inside your silence, my loneliness
and like on every wall
to walk with my shadow
since my heart has chosen
I will stay here to say to the wall "i love you" the only words
and I'm not afraid to touch a stone heart
behind the wall of that woman, yes
I'll lean over it to feel myself close to you forever
and when the night comes ill sleep on the street, stop
and since all the walls are falling with time
with time I will get close to you
I will wait, i will leave traces of love
I will insist to get traces of it.

Noone else would've stayed here
insisting, saying "I love you"
I will talk to a wall
I will crush my words to your face

That's why even tonight I will choose your favorite color
hoping that the wall will fall and become ashes and soil
like the volcano that met a hurricane in the way
we will become one on the wall like a picture
I put my hands for the first time
I touch you, I feel you, with love, with desire
but something stops me on the way again
The cold wall is infront of me
and my shadow is looking at me

Noone else would've stayed here
insisting, saying "I love you"
I will talk to a wall
I will crush my words to your face

I will crush my words to your face
the rain will fade away my name next to yours
but the winter won't touch my heart
I will write your initials and under them "forever, forever together"

Noone else would've stayed here
insisting, saying "I love you"
I will talk to a wall
I will crush my words to your face

I will crush my words to your face

And while there are summers
couples will surely pass
and they will write their slogans
a heart and over it their initials
and then winters will come
and the rain will wash the words
but the wall will always keep
a trace, a trace.

And there will be new summers
and new hands will come
to write their love on it
with a spray, a pen or something
and as the years will pass
and as the writing will remain
I would have become one
with you, with you.


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