close your beauty eyes
and pray in silent, my love.
Your prayer is going to heaven
Your prayer is going to heaven
and the angels look after your sleep tonight..
any place where darkness wants covering your innocence,
always the light of the sky it is by your side,
and as a little and indefense child,
refugee in his mother's slap,
likewise, i'll shelter you with my kisses and dreams,
i'll weave with my arms your rest,
and my loving whisper will give to your fears a truce to your smile and your look,
that hits my soul as the most