In the pocket of any morning
in the pocket I'd carry you
in the cotton handkerchief and perfume
in the handkerchief I'd hide you
In the pocket of any morning
in the pocket I'd hide you
and with the hand, without anyone seeing
and with the hand I'd caress you
The noon sun will rise
it will pass high above us
until the afternoon pocket
I still carry you
if you still want me
The noon sun will rise
it will pass high, very high above us
until the afternoon pocket
from the other pocket I carry you
if you want
In the pocket of any morning
in the pocket I'd carry you
with the silk handkerchief and perfume
with the handkerchief I'd cover you
In the pocket of any morning
in the pocket I'd hide you
and with the hand, without anyone seeing
and with the hand I'd caress you
and with the hand, without anyone seeing
and with the hand I'd wave to you