I'll give you
all the boats,
all the birds, all the suns,
all the roses,
all the things that amaze you,
little girl from my street.
You've never seen
all the boats,
all the birds, all the suns,
a treasure island
and golden fruit and bees,
don't cry, little girl.
I've dreamt about you,
You've come,
oh, my child, my stranger,
I've found you
on this street...
I'll give you
all the boats,
all the birds, all the suns,
I'll teach you the noise of the cities,
the name of the isles,
little girl from my street...
You've never seen
Seagulls and the pictures of the dawn
when the ocean
is not a landscape yet,
don't cry, little girl.
Come ... there are sails
on the stars,
oh, my child, my stranger,
there is a ball far from your street.
I'll give you
all the boats,
all the birds, all the suns,
all the roses,
all the things that amaze you,
little girl from my street.
I'll give you
all the oceans, the seagulls
and golden fruit,
a treasure island
and the grand balls on the stars,
don't cry, my love.
La la la la la