Scintille

Satellites fly fly over the ants
Slowly they fade
The oldest fables
But a rainbow behind the window
Brings back the childhood summer here

They return they return
The swallows from the hurricane
And behind a traffic light you now appear slowly
Like a butterfly above my hand
Unexpected when awaited

How can I tell you
This song of mine
Already belongs to you and leaves me of you
Like in a Christmas gift
The curiosity of not knowing what it is

Straight to the stomach
You like a plot twist
Slides slides
A shiver down my back
For you who maybe one day will be only mine
Or maybe just a dream already over

They return they return
The boldest fantasies
We look at each other but
Without understanding what happened
We seem like a spark not yet lit
Unexpected when awaited

How can I tell you
This song of mine
Already belongs to you and speaks of you and you with me
How can I tell you
This song of mine
Already belongs to you and leaves me of you
Like in a carnival joke
The curiosity of not understanding

Take me buy me
With those diamond eyes
That now sparkle and the rest doesn't matter anymore
Bring back eternity in a moment
And I'll be your infinite in an instant
How can I tell you that
This song of mine
Already belongs to you and leaves me of you
The curiosity of not knowing
What it is
What it is
What it is