Dar-te-ei

I won't give you flowers, I won't give you, they wither, they die
I won't give you gifts, I won't give you, as they age and fade
I won't give you chocolates, I won't give you, they finish, they melt
I won't give you parties, I won't give you, they end, they cry, they go away

I will finally give you my kisses
I will let these lips be mine, be yours
These soothe, these dry, but these stay

I won't give you pets, I won't give you, as they want, they eat
I won't give you papers, I won't give you, they tear, they smudge
I won't give you records, no, they repeat, they scratch
I won't give you coats, I won't give you, not those things that protect you and go away

I will give you myself now
And I will be more than someone who runs to the end
This one dies, ages, ends, cries, loves, wants, despairs, this one goes, but this one comes back

Ha ha ha, ahhhh ha
But this one comes back
Ha ha ha, ahhhh ha
This one comes back