Beautiful grape clusters of my heart are
Full of his vine
And he is not coming to the harvest
A bit of sea, a bit of the sky
A rock blooms when he looks at it,
How could I not too, how could I not?
Put a drop of love on me
[Refrain]
I don't need much for happiness -
For him to call me - 'my beauty',
To be told 'my precious'
By those beautiful lips of his.
My dalmatian fairy,
Desire is cramped inside the body.
The soul is dry without him
Like an olive without the oil
The soul is dry without him
Like an olive without the oil
The sky has blue stars
Inside its apron - where is it gonna put them?
It puts them inside his eyes
A bit of sea, a bit of the sky
A rock blooms when he looks at it,
How could I not too, how could I not?
Put a drop of love on me
[Refrain]