Even if you drive me away, I'll return, you'll see... In your teacup, in the folds of your books, in the scent of your clothes, beside your pillow, in the room of your sadness, in moments when you feel good, in the lines of your poetry, in your beloved songs, in all your riddles, in the heart of your restless soul... That day, try and find me!
All these stories, all these games... They'll keep coming back, you'll see... When someone else lives in your room; even in those new colors you'll search for me, and even if you can't find me, you'll see—you'll be just fine thinking of me!
Then you'll rise, laughing while swallowing tears... That new person will understand, at least a little!
When I'm lost... perhaps you'll find someone new; but will you find someone who can bear with you?
In this life I never wanted to possess you— I only ever wanted to keep you happy, my love!