This is a beautiful story a love story
that takes place often in the world
he went up alone on the way to the mountains
she went down hitchhiking to the sea, to the sea
They saw one another in the big road
on the road the two met
it was an act of heaven
their heads touching the singing breeze
a gift, given by nature
so why think about tomorrow
They found a hiding place
together in the field of ripe grain
the heavens there were witnesses
they told each other all that had happened
they were still both children
They discovered each other
in the big road
on the road the two met
it was an act of heaven
their hands drew
an illuminated sky
they acknowledged the wonders of nature
and refused to think more about tomorrow
This is a beautiful story a love story
that takes place often in the world
he went up alone on the way to the mountains
she went down hitchhiking to the sea, to the sea
Separated for ever at the break of dawn
on the road the two separated
thus ended the act of heaven
she turned to the sea, he to the mountain
they acknowledged the gift of nature
they separated without thinking about tomorrow
he went up alone on the way to the mountains
she went down hitchhiking to the sea
this is a beautiful story a love story
that takes place often in the world