Fly the wind blowing
in your ear
beloved one
single piece
of universe.
I belong to your lips,
under your flesh I love to be
thirsty water against your touch.
The balad you rise inside me
makes me melt and your song
is the beginnig of life meaning.
Nobody can destroy us,
at the not returning point
where our kisses are the holliest
ever born creatures that give us
the silently noise of our souls,
the savage tenderness of our lips,
the steady calmness of being unite.
Fly in the blowing wind
as harmony tunes get us infinite
by giving us the ablelity to heat our bodies
once, until the end of our youth.
Nothing will chance the code nor the path
in the touching us battle, nothing will remain
but the end of our fears and lonelyness.