To enjoy seeing you smiling
To pass hours watching your sleep.
And as the world turns in vain,
I take the time I need
An old man consumes his loneliness,
along pigeons from Praça da Sé.
The light of sunset spreads over the apartment's floor
Your kisses are red
What sweet eyes you have...
To be aware that everything in life can retrocced and
That that lonely old man could be me
Deep in my soul, there is loneliness
and a cold feel, claiming for a snuggling
Your kisses are red
They almost burn me
What sweet eyes you have...
Languid face
Your kisses are red
They almost burn me
What sweet eyes you have...
Languid face