Cristina Dona l ultima giornata di sole

Carry me with your arms high
like a sheaf of wheat
hold me still in the warm summer wind
...blowing away
take me even higher
I have a soul in the shape of a meadow
surprisingly flowery
I don't wait and I don't want to waste
the last sunny day
the last sunny day
the rain returns to change things
but it's a harmless demon that doesn't confuse me
Hold me in your big hands
like water in lakes
pour me on tired eyes that are just closed
don't there's time and
I can't wait
it's the last sunny day
the last sunny day
the rain is coming back to change things
but it doesn't confuse me