I shall not succumb to delirium
for I know there will be an end.
I know not when, or how, or why,
but it is a foreseen tragedy.


I know our love
can be an overwhelming happiness,
just us against the world,
against the rules,
against the system.
But I shall not succumb to delirium...


I'm preparing myself.
preparing to fall,
preparing the ground for the killing hollowness,
the deadly emptiness
that is threating to take over
as before.


I must be a fool,
for it is not the first time.
I easily fall into the web of love,
letting myself sink in sweet hopes and pleasant dreams
not thinking of the future.


Well, I have learned my lesson.
And so,
I am now preparing myself.


I want to be taken in your arms
and held in your thoughts forever.
But I know that there is no "forever", there is only
"now"...
I believe that one has no chance of winning unless he plays
the game.
Therefore, I let myself be carried away,
once again.
I let myself be
swept away by your amazing, passionate love.


But I shall not succumb to delirium...