A treasure chest of love

The noises are all louder at this time
Only the old milk cart passes on the street
You know you can even hear the hands now
They don't commit, they gave up on making us leave

It must be at least 300 degrees in here
And it wasn't the wine, the sun, the crowd or who knows
It's just a presence, a real magic
A treasure chest full of love, dream and poetry

It's you
That you're doing all this
You
And everything else is still missing
You
I would follow you everywhere and always
You
Your beauty is disarming

My stomach is boiling and my head is flying
I don't remember if I ate, I don't even know the time

Your skin feels like silk, my heart is like a drum
I want to enter your eyes and steal your perfume

It's you
That you're doing all this
You
And everything else is still missing
You
I would follow you everywhere and always
You
You know your absence is disarming

When the sky clears
Tiredness flies away
The horizon is clearer
You don't want to leave anymore

It's you
The artist who does all this
You
And everything else is still missing
You
I would follow you everywhere and always
You
Your essence is disarming