The Poem Book That Shouldn't Be Seen [P1: If It Goes Up, Must Come Down]

Bleu caeruleum, Amor amare.

Y me estoy sintiendo como si mi corazón fuera a explotar,

Pero se que contigo quiero estar.

When everything turns blue,

That's when I know how far your patience goes,

I feel a true love.

There are thirty three times you pressed my stories...

And my heart is beating strong right now,
You know I've loved you for a long time,
Let's be happy and enjoy, that's how I know,
At least let's be the best couple of "friends", or some other blue thing.

I want to see the clouds at sunset,
See the universe in multiple ways,
Count the points of sunrise,
Play with verses instead of crying over them.

Stop crying,
Stop suffering,
Letting it happen,
It doesn't have to matter.

I can be a clown,
I can be a God,
I can be from town,
I can be the lord.

Do not talk to me
Do not ignore me,
Walk away from me,
Let me be here.

You don't have to think about it,
Don't be inspired,
He's not rich but it doesn't matter,
Do not get bored.

Money is all important?
Effort is all important?
Honey, being intelligent will make you immortal?
You will stop being mortal because of that?

I really don't understand what's so special about it,
Smoking and little else,
I doubt that it is all I know,
"Laughing to avoid crying" should be my label.

Che lingua devo parlare perché tu mi capisca?
Do I have to live a love lie?
En que lengua tengo que hablar para que me entiendas?
Do I have to go to dreams to see you?
Quanam lingua loquor tibi, ut me intelligas...
Do I have to move between deceptions and romance languages?

Pour toi j'apprendrais même le français...