The countdown

My sadness will disappear
In the night of New year,
I have to make three little steps
And I'll get to you,
I'll be free at the end of january,
In february you will marry me.

In april, our trees will bloom,
I'll be charmed by your perfume,
I will put in our bedroom
Hundreds petals 
of white and red roses.

My tears of love
they will be dried
When we'll become one,
I'll be your silver moon,
You'll be my golden sun.

My heavy nights 
will become easyer
In may, at the beginning 
of the summer,
From august, until the end 
of september
I'll get the answers 
to all questions.

In october, they will be solved
All the unsolved problems,
In the first day of novembre
I will surrender to your love.

In the middle of december
I will give you hundred kisses,
I will hold you in my arms
from january, until mars.

I'll not tell you any lie
From june until 
the last day of july,
I'll be sweet
like the apple pie,
You'll remain 
my handsome guy.

The countdown will start,
Another road, a new beginning,
A new town, a beautiful world,
Another heaven, one clean earth,
Crystal waters, 
mountains of diamonds.

We, the love, the happiness,
The endless caresses, tenderness,
Deep feelings, new Universes,
Other hopes, new chances.

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From the Volume - The colors of love