When your lips touch mine I immediately lose myself in you and in your sighs
I feel transported in a sweet song of love.
I always wonder how long this great happiness can last.
I love the seasons that dress you and your beautiful manners, I love the wind
in the summer it plays with you, caresses you and then...
It lifts your skirt a little but not much more, he already knows that he cannot reveal your secrets unless they are mine. I always like you when you laugh or cry and when you go with the stick. This one will shine even more your youth and the wind still...
I will lift your dress and I will reveal you a little more to shout out to everyone that
love in the wrinkles will not be lost.
To shout out to everyone that love will live with us.