Looking up at the ceiling after the night's dream,
was it reality or a illusion?
where its disclosure it was something coming?
Life is much more than beautiful and wonderful.
In the deep black endless night,
We lovers walk through the town.
Passing illuminated shops and cafes,
We were listening to the sound of your shoes.
The streets is filled with smiles,
After we have passed them one by one,
Nothing is prettier as lovers kissing softly.
Emotions create both chaos and smiles.
Turning around a narrow street corner,
We was walking in the broad Boulevard towards.
The small fountain where coins marks wishes,
Of a mutual future in peace love and harmony.
Throwing in two coins marking our hopes,
Knowing this had been done for many happy couples.
I lifted you up in my arms mad a small swirl,
I was stepping into Tango dancing passionate in moonlight.
Your head was leaning to my neck,
Endless dancing passing streets and rooms,
Dancing in the bed in sweet caress,
No the ceiling is still white in my morning in bed.
