Per Amore en inglés

Per Amore I know your road, every step you will make, your closed anxieties and the emptinesses, stones you will dismiss without ever thinking that, like rock, I return in you… I know your every breath, all you do not want. You know well you do not live, you cannot recognize it, and it would be as if this fiery sky were to fall back within me like a scene on an actor… For love, have you ever done anything only for love? Have you ever defied the wind and cried out, divided the heart itself, paid and bet again, behind this obsession that remains only mine? For love, have you ever run breathless for love, lost and started again? And you have to say now how much of yourself you have committed, how much you have believed in this lie, and it would be as if this river in flood rose up again to me like Indian ink to the artist. For love, have you ever spent everything, reason, your pride, up to the tears? You know tonight I remain. I have no pretext, only an obsession that is still strong and mine inside the soul you tear away. And I tell you now, sincere with myself, how much it costs to know you are not mine, and it would be as if all this sea drowned in me.