Come to me, my love, for the night is a bed
Where desire burns in its sweet splendour.
The stars twinkle, a mantle of dreams,
and the whisper of the wind caresses the heart.
I wait for you naked of time and fear,
Covered with longing, fire and passion.
In the echo of shadows, your laughter settles,
and in the gloom shines your love, my reason.
Under the dark cloak, lips meet,
hands seek each other, entangle each other, give each other.
Every heartbeat is song, every sigh, dance,
in this eternal night that invites to dream.
Come to me, love, destiny is a verse,
a poem written in the air and the sea.
Travelling paths that take us far away,
I embrace you in silence, I dream of you again.
May the moon look at us, fleeting witness,
Of a love that blossoms, that will never go away.
Night by night, in their arms, they envelop us,
awakening in the dawn, the eternal truth.
