Much Light, as snow, is blowing up,
On streets, houses, trees and flowers.
Spreading mute balloons, of wet soap,
With loudly melodies, for many hours.
Where are you, my love in white?
Where are you? What are you looking for?
Where can I find you, through so much light?
Where are you? Are You on a tour?
See! The wonder of the day!
Look! How splendid is to stay!
My face is adoring you, my Miss,
To have you in my hands, my lips, to give a kiss!
We have all day, together stay,
Give me your hand, for one small grace!
We here can be, be and pray,
It's our time, you see it in my face?
It's our magic moment, the vision as it is,
Give us some time, make it be free,
Be next to me, I you say, please!
Give love a chance, give it with me!
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