Tell me if you're coming back
like at that time.
I'm still here missing you.
You must know it.
Nothing is like yesterday,
and although everything is fine,
I can't get over my obsession with you.
Maybe the rose in my garden will blossom again.
Like every Friday in August, I think of you.
I know you will be back, I warned you too about that.
I can't wait!
The summer is coming and it asks about you.
Come back without letting me know, surprise me.
I learn slow, I fail fast,
so I must repeat it,
'I love you, my love',
and whatever you think,
I take care of you.
(Fast or slow... I fail fast...)
(My love, I take care of you...)
(All those juggling dreams...)
(Fast or slow... I fail fast...)
(My love, I take care of you...)
Losing me is too easy, it is really fast for whoever is by my side.
I appreciate your fondness and while I talk, I'm also moving.
This absurd game is, is slow - it's the price that love
charges us for the kiss I gave you last night.
Having to juggle all those dreams
has always been something really easy.
I did it almost without thinking, I did it almost without looking.
It's slow to get stuck in trying to say we will talk soon,
to doubt about all the projects coinciding... 'cause that's not who I am.
The summer is coming and it asks about you.
Come back without letting me know, surprise me.
I learn slow, I fail fast,
so I must repeat it,
'I love you, my love',
and whatever you think,
I take care of you.
(Fast or slow... I fail fast...)
(My love, I take care of you...)
(All those juggling dreams...)
(Fast or slow... I fail fast...)
(My love, I take care of you...)
And although I try, I can't love you slow.
The heart plays slow and fast.
And although I try, I can't love you slow.
The heart plays slow and fast.
This summer doesn't want to wait.
Come back without letting me know, surprise me.
I love slow and run fast,
but I'm speaking from the heart.
I love you, my love,
and whatever you think,
I take care of you.
I take care of you.