1 Last night you tossed your little wings And from the window of a little dream You sneaked into the left side of my heart. You didn't utter anything. Your lips were singed. You didn't tell me who had set them on fire. You, the tame dove! How much your little eyes are fond of sadness. Put your ears against my breath. Teach this hot song to the forest. Let the trees rehearse it together When the snows fall. 2 I wonder what a step, what a look Can put me in your eyes Which magic window Is open towards your heart I wish I knew where you went in your dreams I would stand on your way and take you in my arms! If you have lost yourself Come, come Look at this door on which your name has been engraved: This is my heart! It is your home if you accept it. Stay here just for a night. Tomorrow With the dawn of the first twilight Toll the bell of departure Set a fire to this city and leave Don't worry about the rains of the spring This fire will never abate! 3 Is your name made of a summer blaze or embers? Whenever I hear it It sets my breath on flames And fills my soul with thirst. 4 I have spared a glass of your looks For hard times. I am going to drink it now This week I shall talk to no one But my pen. 5 Don't be angry There is too much time for death For millions of years We have been waiting for resurrection. 6 Where do you want to go? The colours of all the world are in your eyes. It is my love. Your capital is time not money or beauty. Tell me where do you want to go. Where else you can go?