Desilusion

I get tired of trying to forget you

You was my better ilusion...

The other side of my soul

My sweet desilusion

and, I need your touch...

Your lips playing with my feeling

I can't live without...

I always be waiting

Take my heart...

you are the first

to whom can I give

The one who quenches my thirst

The one that hit the dart

and my love, if possible, only “Non te scorda di me”