Amo

I love
The laughter of children, the summer
And watching the sunrise
Following the wake of ships at sea
And carrying in my pocket
Warm the name of the one I love.

I love
Speaking with the boldness of magicians
Of luxury, of color
Having eyes clouded by thinking of you
The big soul
And the childlike spirit
To rise every time
Fate makes me fall.
In the circular flight
Of the pendulum of time
I love to death without thinking
Who loves me more now.

I love
The night with the moon in the window
Knowing that God exists
Reading incredulously yesterday's horoscope
And then sleeping dreaming
In the shelter of your arms
Yes, I love
The always punctual flow of life
Pride of a woman
Who reconciles every part of this being
Contradictory that lies beneath my skin
Mother, child, faithful lover
Madly passionate.
In the circular flight
Of the pendulum of time
I love to death without thinking
Who loves me more now.
In the circular flight
Of the pendulum of time
I love to death without thinking
Who loves me more now.