Talking to me about you

All the colours of the land and water
that are soft at this uncertain hour,
and these birds that go from branch to branch
and the rising sun and the light that wakes me
are talking to me about you,
are talking to me about you.

If you want the present I'll fill you with caresses.
If you want memories I'll offer you the fairest.
If you want the future I'll fill you with hopes:
I want to live my time in harmony with you.

The sea of blue for such shady moments,
the sea of green so beautiful and dangerous,
the sea of grey that wants to be majestic,
the sea of steel so mischievous
are saying your name.
They are saying your name.

If you want the present I'll fill you with caresses.
If you want memories I'll offer you the fairest.
If you want the future I'll fill you with hopes:
I want to live my time in harmony with you.

All the colours of the land and water
that are soft at this uncertain hour,
and the setting sun of this day that's tired
and the southwest wind of the afternoon
are saying your name.
They are talking to me about you.