Mare Verde
Mario Trevi
Green Sea
It's not countryside, it's sea, green sea:
A gulf of grass, a cliff of leaves
That gets lost in the distance
Under the summer sky
And for this endless green sea
Dream of my life
More carnal and kind
You walk with me
The shadow clothes you but the sun undresses you:
You're golden like wheat
Passions tremble
I hold your hands
And the green sea
Enchants us and loses us
Embraced like this
A forest sleeps and a spring sings
A train whistles under a mountain
It goes wandering with the wind
A dove here and there
And for this endless green sea
And we get lost in this green sea
This green sea