It is not easy, nor hard it is
To try now to return from your way.
Maybe I, with my soul,
I’d have so much to tell you.
But your eyes will be lost in night,
Leaving me behind them,
I know that your eyes will be two whispers,
And I miss very much, I miss them so much.
I want to feel your warmth when the night will come,
Only the stars to know that you have come.
Your hair will get wet again by dew in the dawn of day, yes
And I’d want to can tell you:”Welcome!”
But your eyes will be lost in night,
Leaving me behind them,
I know that your eyes will be two whispers,
And I miss very much, I miss them so much.