I have been in the center of a tempest,
A deformed sound which is knocking in the head with thoughts in a smoke.
The fire flame is all mine.
And I am happening upon you,
You are talking about the sea
And you have also dreamed to correct all.
Don't say me anything,
I am stopping to accompany you.
I can look only at the point where you are looking
And only can think that I've already won
If I convinced you
That you are special.
Like the things which I don't expect,
Like that gratitude which comes straight
Or that hug which never stops giving a feeling.
Like a fragrance of a surprise,
Of hope which is lit up,
Any place together with you
Is always home.
This is that October sun which warms up Rome.
The best season which has been before
And that one who uploads you (uploads you),
Because takes you as you are.
I can come back only there where you are still waiting,
And that what I had to return and leave to you,
That you are special.
Like the things which I don't expect,
Like that gratitude which comes straight
Or that hug which never stops giving a feeling.
Like a fragrance of a surprise,
Of hope which is lit up,
And only can think that I've already won
If I convinced you
That you are special.
That you are special...
Like the things which I don't expect,
Like that gratitude which comes straight
Or that hug which never stops giving a feeling.
Like a fragrance of a surprise,
Of hope which is lit up,
Any place together with you
Is always home.