When they talk to you of love
and of illusions
and they offer you the sun
and the whole sky
if you remember me
don’t mention it
because you will feel
true love

And if they want to learn
about your past
it’s necessary to tell a lie
say you come from afar
from a strange world
that you don’t know crying
that you don’t understand love
and that you’ve never loved

Because wherever I go,
I will talk of you, my love
like a golden dream
forgetting the rancor
I won’t say that your good-bye
left me hurt

And if they want to learn
about my past
it’s necessary to tell another lie,
I will tell them I arrived
from a strange world,
that I don’t know of pain
that I triumphed in love
and that I’ve never cried
I have never cried.