I've lost you so many times that it's intevitable to remember
And the distress of the reunion of your skin against my skin
It has cost me so, so much, that my soul is now withering
And the little tears that forgot to pray are dissapaering
And if I had knew that for you it was so small
I would had been wiser when giving you my heart
And if I had knew that for you everything was a game
That summer between your kisses, I woudn't had written this song
Slowly, I'm loosing the clarity of your portrait
But I don't forget even for a second the sweet touch of your hands
Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay
Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay
And if I had knew that for you it was so small
I would had been wiser when giving you my heart
And if I had knew that for you everything was a game
That summer between your kisses, I woudn't had written this song
