I can't still believe it, You are arriving to my side And the night is a handful Of stars and happiness.
I feel, taste, listen and see Your face, your long step, Your hands and, however, I can't still believe it.
Your return has so much In common with you and me, That, because I guess it I say it, And because of the doubts I sing it.
No one ever could replace you And the most trivial things Become fundamental, Because you are arriving home, However I still Doubt of this good luck, Because the pleasure of having you Seems to me like a fantasy.
But you come and it is sure And you come with your gaze, And for that reason your arrival Makes the future magic.
And although I have not always understood My blames and my breakdowns, On the other hand I know that in your arms The world has sense.
And if I kiss the audacity And the mystery of your lips There won't be doubts nor misunderstandings, I will love you much more.