Love
I write to you
From very far away
But I can not tell you the day nor the hour
Love
I am sending you a big and true kiss
So that I feel on the lips your saliva
Here it is hot and the night has no end
And the caresses are bombs that do not let me sleep
Love
Soon
We will change the station
We will set off towards the river of scents
Where the soldiers from the banks write poems
And find again the familiar tastes
Love
It was the last thing
As soon as I return I will take you to Europe
This war will end
Love
If you still think of me
If you make an effort, remember that italian dance
And you will see that we are not distant
What is your name
Are we already met
Classic phrase for
to begin to dance
Call me as you want
But dance with me like that
Like that
Love
I write to you
From the river of scents
Where in addition to the leaves the memories are floating
The things that once
Seemed trivial
Experienced from the far away seem to be the most beatiful
This land below us, does not belong to us
The peace will arrive and it will bring you back
Love
It was the last thing
As soon as I return I will take you to Europe
This war will end
Love
If you still think of me
If you make an effort, remember that italian dance
And you will see that we are not distant