I'll have enough just from your mouth, to hear I love you
and from the distance to the infinite I'll find you
on each oscillating motion of a sad autumn
I'll see all the summer slipping over my skin
I'll have enough just with an I love you from your mouth
to scape in the sky to a new dimension
so to accept that only myself understands this crazyness
and nobody else reveals the incledible of this love.
But look what a funny thing is my illusion
here I am releasing dreams and hopes to the winds
but look what a dangerous thing is your love
you leave it to fate and you gamble with my feelings.
The river goes taking the caresses of your hands
and the air that moment when we invented the passion
there's no true witness who describes with words
the kiss that causes my stray temptation