Because I live, as you see, like a bird,
always vagabond.
Because by my side, really, there’s no one
who would show me the way.
Because I have the eagerness of an old dog,
I know how to keep silent about our past,
because I know that in love we understand each other;
you have to keep thinking only about me.
Because you have to keep your poise
of a great lady,
but I know you crave for adventures
more than for anything else.
We already know what we like and how are we
and we are pleased,
at the same time I’m an inconspicuous romantic;
you have to keep thinking only about me.
Because only I,
I can give you
all the love that you need.
I can meet you a thousand times
so that no one notices anything,
because no one demands from me
neither explanations nor words.
Because only I,
I can provide you with
all the love that you need;
I know perfectly
what you want when you call me;
it would be a pity if such a beautiful affair were over.