I'm beginning to think my wisdom is failing me
because that single voice was enough to set me free
Since I last felt this way, it's been months, it's been ages
She merely looked at and has written her name in my pages

I hope to see the day when the horizon is ours, if only for a while
I'd follow your phantom-like path for endless miles
But maybe one day, once again, if it comes to light, what should be
Whether in this world or the next, I'll feel her close to me