Un Angelo Non E'
Eros Ramazzotti
An Angel Isn't
She will arrive soon
it's the moment I've been waiting for an eternity
I still can't believe it
she will come to me
she told me smiling an hour ago
And I have already prepared
fresh flowers on the table that bring more joy
this time it's not a lie
she will come to my house
tonight she won't go to the other one
In my mind, only her
like an obsession, her
that ignites my senses and imagination
and I imagine having her here
and I imagine holding her
in my arms, holding her like this
In my mind, only her
on my skin, still her
like a fire that I can't wash away
and in my dreaming eyes
I see her as an angel
she's not an angel
Midnight is passing
and the stars on the ceiling, I've already turned them all off
I go to bed and think again
she will come to me
she told me a long time ago
In my mind, only her
like an obsession, her
that ignites my senses and imagination
and I imagine having her here
and I imagine holding her
in my arms
holding her like this
In my mind, only her
on my skin, still her
like a fire that I can't wash away
and in my dreaming eyes
I see her as an angel
she's not an angel
and I imagine having her here
and I imagine holding her
in my arms
holding her like this
In my mind, only her
on my skin, still her
like a fire that I can't wash away
and in my dreaming eyes
I see her as an angel
she's not an angel
it's her... it's her...