Luis Eduardo Aute
Luis Eduardo Aute
Luis Eduardo Aute
Luis Eduardo Aute
Luis Eduardo Aute
Luis Eduardo Aute
Luis Eduardo Aute
Luis Eduardo Aute
Luis Eduardo Aute
Luis Eduardo Aute
Luis Eduardo Aute
Luis Eduardo Aute
Luis Eduardo Aute
Luis Eduardo Aute
Luis Eduardo Aute
The happy sun is shining
The fields are green and gray
But my poor heart is pining
For something far away
It´s pining just for you
It´s pining for your kiss
It does not matter if you´re true
To this
What matters is just you
I know the sea is beaming
Under the summer sun
I know the waves are gleaming
Each one and every one
But I am far from you
And so far from your kiss!
And that´s all I get that´s really true
In this
What matters is just you
Oh, yes, the sky is splendid
So blue as it is now
The air and light are blended
Oh, yes, hot, anyhow
Nothing of this is you
I´m absent from your kiss
That´s all I get and that´s sad and true
In this
What matters is just you