Of my days spent with you,
there wasn't a wasted hour;
they are all alive within me
tonight.
And you've never been more beautiful,
like a wave upon the ocean.
If you could give them, I would ask a thousand centuries of you, of us.
Embrace me, and hold me tight
all your days.
In these absurd times we're in,
my only truth thing is you.
Then when tomorrow comes,
we'll pass through it freely.
The caresses you give me you'll receive in turn
from me.
Embrace me, and trust
that you make me tremble.
And whatever remains is ours
to write.
You embrace me, and speak to me
with eyes that smile.
And if you want, the rest is ours
to live.
The rest is ours to write.
I tell you again to embrace me, and hold me tight.
Entrust your days to me—
I will accept them, and the rest is ours
to live.
Of my days spent with you,
there is not one wasted hour.
Know that loving you has always been
on my mind.