That's true,
I'm afraid to meet your eyes
my beautiful lady,
If our looks would cross each other a second more,
how many emotions would come out from shadow
perhaps not those ones I think
perhaps the match of two feelings
would carry us away in the blue and unlimited space,
perhaps an exclamation would spring out
"HERE YOU ARE!"
but the words ruin
break the charm of your beauty,
I know you can't understand my fugitive glance
I would say to you
"I can't look , for long time , straight in your eyes
I would not be sure of my words"
I must satisfy with
remember you as a gem in the dark,
a golden , pink cloud.
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