Since water is free
it lives free among springs
jasmines have cried
and I can't understand, my girl,
why there's only dessert in your eyes.
It was a beautiful afternoon , when among the olive trees nobody
nobody saw how I loved you, how much I love you.
And now the olive trees are sleeping, but I can't sleep.
There won't be anyone in the world (who will be) able to cure
the wound left by your pride
I can't understand how you hurt me now
after having given me so much love
I thought about singing old verses to you upon your return,
the kind that speak about love and suffering
when you'll come back, my girl, I'll devour you with my kisses
and we'll fly high, up to where the clouds move slowly
my lips slide along your body slowly, so slowly that time will stop for sure
There won't be anyone in the world (who will be) able to cure
the wound left by your pride
I can't understand how you hurt me now
after having given me so much love