When I am with you, I don't know what's prettier
If it is the color of the sky, or the color of your hair
I don't know sadness, everything is hapiness
I only know that you're my life

When I am with you, I don't know if in the air
There's a better sound than that of your happy laughter
If you put your hands near mines
I doubt that cold mornings exist

When I am with you, there are no failures
Everything that I want, I find it in your arms
When I am with you, you fill me with pride
I want you to scream that I am yours only

When I am with you, I don't know what is more tender
Your fragile shape or a migrating bird
When I am with you, I change the glory
Luckily becoming in your history