There is a path I don’t want to return from.
I chose to walk through it without looking back.
Instead of wasting time on the absurdities of history,
I’m groping my way through the darkness in order to compose my happiness.
The fact is, I will never be the same again.
I made your arms my home.
I took refuge in them as I fled.
I’m running away.
I want to disappear into the waters.
Going beyond the sea
And not to return.