Sem Pressa

Finding the night, essence of peace
The early morning stirs
A meeting, a toast seduces
Inspires and feeds me
In silence, wanting you
Your soul reflects
Nights, parties, laughter
Finally, with you, I live without a rush
A beautiful destiny unfolds
Illuminates the mind
Words can’t translate
Such a gentle difference
In silence, wanting you
Your soul reflects
Promises, dreams, touches
Finally, with you, I live without a rush