Little by little you notice that the wind
Is blowing on your face and stealing you a smile
the warm season that is almost ending
is blowing on your heart and stealing you love
Little by little is melting in your tears
the sweet memory that time faded
Of when you lived with me in a room
There was no money but a lot of hope
And little by little you loose my I loose you
And what has been seems more absurd
Of when on nights you were always more true
And not like now on saturday nights...
But...give me your hand and come back, close to me
A flower can grow in our garden
That even winter could not freeze
A flower can grow from this love of mine for you
And little by little you will see that at a time
There on your face the same smile
The once the cruel wind stole you
Will come back faithful
Love came back to you...
But...give me your hand and come back, close to me
A flower can grow in our garden
That even winter could not freeze
A flower can grow from this love of mine for you