Do you remember the first day
when we met,
it was strange, emotional
it's already been so long!
You liked my courage,
the patience of my love,
with you it felt
good to live and to think;
and in winter how many evenings
have we been inventing
for the child you wanted
a great name;
it was good to move forward
with nothing, but together.
It's the desire to dream
it's difficult to get over,
even after so much time
we stay like then;
a bit happy, a bit unhappy
a bit tender and violent,
not that many words,
but you don't complain about it.
It's the desire to dream
that makes us forget
a life made only
of days spent on waiting,
one minute after the other,
lost, but together.
It's with you that I want to be
I'm satisfied with life
and I feel like I have everything
only by having you here next to me.
It's the desire to dream
that makes us forget
a life made only
of days spent on waiting,
one minute after the other,
lost, but together.
If you can't forget
that time of our love
when, to bring you a flower,
I forgot to eat,
it's the desire to dream,
it's the desire to dream,
it's the desire to dream.