My face is cute this way:
proud and aware and my glance
that penetrates you.
My shoes so identical
to my character.
How practical is my vision
of life, to you, man, it has
never been so.
Those words of mine spoken
always with simplicity.
How full of meaning
is that kitchen of mine so you,
man, you fell in love earlier.
That smiling at life more
than what it gives to you.
How easy it is to speak,
how natural to stay together.
It's never trivial.
I'm sure that of this apple
you are the better half.
How easy it is to feel for you
such a big love, my darling,
how easy it is to see you
in every single thing.
And you know that between us
I'm the lucky one:
among so many flowers
you chose me.
That overlapping
of lips on lips and the mouth:
strawberries with cream.
The assurance that you do well what
you did and you will do.
How easy it is to wake up with
you in the morning and it didn't
happen to me before.
We feel good and I cross my fingers
because you know, one never knows.
I look forward because today
I have no fears.
In the casket you have the pearl,
the most precious one.
I have neither cards
nor turban my
future is unknown:
gardener will you take care
of me.
I look forward because today
I have no fears.
In the casket you have the pearl,
the most precious one.
I have neither cards nor turban my
future is unknown:
gardener will you take care
of your rose.
How big is this picture
in which you painted us:
you are Cupid and I'm Venus,
laying.
This bed is like a lawn
that I will water forever:
among so many flowers you chose me,
among so many flowers you chose me,
the rose.