Girasoli

In your eyes I saw Van Gogh's sunflowers
And I felt you closer for a moment
I gave everything I had until I lost it
Our love like art in every century

Days go by and I dream of a color for each season
This sadness is just the essence
Of unfinished art they call love

Reflection of light like a sunflower
Echo of life, distant words
I see a thousand shades far away
That make the moment almost immortal

In your eyes I saw Van Gogh's sunflowers
And I felt you closer for a moment
I gave everything I had until I lost it
Our love like art in every century

And your lips like Monet's flowers
Your scent is the mystery of Stonehenge
I have a thousand paintings hanging on the wall
Only with you I saw a future

Before even the sky seemed more ethereal
Now it's covered as if it were smoke
Dust blows over your heart
Promise me I'll see you return

Like a painting that has lost its color
Promise me I'll draw again
And I'll look at you as if you were
A painting by Salvador Dalì

Another Monday, I wish you were here
Like the two lovers by René Magritte
In your eyes I saw Van Gogh's sunflowers
And I felt you closer for a moment

I gave everything I had until I lost it
Our love like art in every century
And your lips like Monet's flowers

Your scent is the mystery of Stonehenge
You who have seen inside me a thousand museums
I who only saw empty corridors