I call you, with love, come to me... I long for you.
My years will become sweeter.
I care about you... more than my being.
The two of us are living our love, in the sweetest years.
They see us everywhere.
They meet us, we the two lovers.
If they see me, one day, alone... they will say we have quarrelled.
How can we quarrel, my love?
Alright, if I quarrel with you.. to whom shall I talk?
It seems that if we go around
The world will come back.
Live!... We see and hope!
We will not encounter a love like ours,
A love that has enlightened our nights.
It seems that you and I are in another world,
a world full of candles and songs.
Your time is my time... the day that you called me my lover came to you.
It seems to me that if there was a separation
that they talk about that is something we have never encountered nor felt.
My live, Oh! My love...
The most beautiful times, happiness, pleasure and security is found with you.
Sun and warmth...A moon and compassion from which love springs every time.
We are both living the best years of our love.
They see us everywhere.
They meet us, we the two lovers.
If they see me, one day, alone... they will say we have quarrelled.
How can we quarrel, my love?
Alright, if I quarrel with you.. to whom shall I talk?
Oh! Goodness, how time has smiled on me
and in happiness I have found the place
that I wished for in the love that I loved.
Sing!... Love has congratulated me!
I wish I could say, Oh! Time, bring back again those years,
Because of my happiness with you, my love.
I want to love you again... and again.
We are both living the best years of our love.
Oh! My heart... all the happiness of life lies today in our hands.
Oh! My eyes, my heart, the excess of love is worried... the excess of love of you.
Oh! My night! After days of happiness my singing of you has become more beautiful.
Oh! My love... All lovers that follow have seen the sweetness of our love.
Oh! My life... my life... Time began when my love for you overcame me.
The best days have now come.
This day that I encountered your love.
and if people criticise me, I will always stay with you.
Who could possess my soul after feeling your love.
You who has overcome my whole being.
You are my dearest... you who consumes my consciousness.
I want you... I want you... I will forget the world and remember only you.
We are both living the best years of our love.
They see us everywhere.
They meet us, we the two lovers.
If they see me, one day, alone... they will say we have quarrelled.
How can we quarrel, my love?
Alright, if I quarrel with you.. to whom shall I talk?
