Questa Notte

good evening
as the sun goes down
you come back
and it's already magical
and I breathe
refined poetry
in this neighborhood
on the outskirts

good evening
to the woman you are
to your style
made just for me
good evening
to the moon that knows
too many secrets it won't reveal

this night
extravagant
give me the go-ahead
and like a rocket I'll take off

this night
dazzling
a factory of stars
I'll give you

this night
that with the dawn
will not fade

good evening
turn off that t.v.
I don't care
about Indians and cowboys
I just want
your monologues
and some caresses
in the place you know

good evening
to the friends down there
they'll understand
why you don't come down anymore
good evening
may the night give you
fire
to your imagination

it's a magical experience
in your strong arms
I'll fly high