9 April 2012
So, you see, as everything gets mixed And from the heart to your lips, I become your puzzle.
Your laugh screams I should let you go Before losing grip and giving up, 'cause I will never ask so much of you;
You already treat me like a big child And we don't have anything to risk anymore, Apart from our lives we leave beside.
And you still like me, and I love you a bit more; But you still love me, and I like you a bit more.
It's enough for these splits; It's harder to do than other times;
Because without laughing, it's easier to dream about what we will never be able to touch again.
So we hold hands, like youngsters; Happiness on the lips, a bit naïvely,
And we walk together, with determined steps, So that our heads scream we should stop everything.
You still love me and I, I like you a bit more. But you still like me and I;
Still, I, I love you a bit more;
But you, you still love me and I like you a bit more;
And despite that, you still like me and I love you a bit more.
Like Caterpillars • Opuss № I