I'll be back my love Its getting dark in here And I am leaving for you Are you waiting like me too?
The sun is hurrying to the west and My shadow is getting smaller than I expect My eyes counting the silence in the sky It happens every time I say Goodbye.
Folding all my obscurity in my pocket I promise-I'll be back,just keep looking at the horizon, where out in Gray the sun's kissing the shadow of the day.
Can you read between the line ? Do you know when can I ripen the wine? Dusty summer fields know it is true that I'll send this green letter wrapped in blue...