Waiting for the morning

Waiting for the morning

Imperceptible, drop by drop.

Dew is coming,

spreading along lazy dawn.

The moon is waving lights and shadows.

Waiting for the morning.

I look at you.

Behind your fallen hair on your breast

I see distant lights on the sea.

Night shadows become naive.

A rising Sun is becoming bigger and bigger.

Kiss me!

Before the sky, all blue falls down into our eyes.