Not for me

When I listen to your song

keeping a melancholy silence,

I forget myself, I begin to dream...

but it is not for me that you sing!

I observe with passionate worry,

betraying myself unintentionally,

that you seek someone with your gaze,

but I see that it is not for me!

Your soul is full of desire,

Your soul is full of ardour,

You too know hellish suffering:

and you do love, but not me!

Then love! You will not destroy yourself

by valuing the wisdom of your feelings.

But if you love another,

then, my dear, do not caress me!