When you, when you hold me in your arms
(French)
When I look into your eyes
(French)
I see that God exists
(French)
It's not hard to believe it
(French)
Before meeting you the world was flat
Even if you dispute it, Mr. Galilei
And I got tired of kissing frogs in vain
But I never found Prince Charming
And then you showed up giving me back my faith
Without poems and without flowers
With flaws, with mistakes but still standing
And I feel something in you, something between the two of us
When I look into your pupils I know that God didn't stop existing
And I feel something in you, something between the two of us
When I look into your pupils I know that God didn't stop existing
Life is a collection of memories
But nothing like your memory either
From the roundness your lips have
To the smell of your hair, to the color of your skin
Don't think that you will leave and I'm going to resign myself
You're the best thing that has happened to me
Between the worldly and the sacred and even more
And I feel something in you, something between the two of us
When I look into your pupils I know that God didn't stop existing
And I feel something in you, something between the two of us
When I look into your pupils I know that God didn't stop existing
When you, when you hold me in your arms
(French)
When I look into your eyes
(French)
I see that God exists
(French)
It's not hard to believe it
(French)
And I feel something in you
And I feel something in you
And I feel something in you, something in you