Good evening my love, may I have your time
to stay close to you, although they seem to

You're living that days, and more sterical
undescribably, you're a compelling thrill

And I want you so, favor grabs the show
as they get old and gray, (oh) honey wont you stay?
You're a wandering star, never seem too far
when you got your love around and the roses doesn't grow

Let us run, little love, for to say
that we were at the sea, (oh) to stay
And we share the same horizon
it's slow, as your roses are growing up and

let us run, little love, for to say
that we were at the sea, (oh) to stay
And we share the same horizon
it's slow, as your roses are growing up (yeah)