I watch the world with your wide-open eyes
and all the winds in summer have your voice.
I’m sinking in the strawberry sunrise;
I’m gonna put together all my tries
and make you mine for good, my only choice.
I swear I’ll open up this goddamn chest
in which your heart has been concealed for years;
I’ll cross the borders; I will do my best
to see my angel leaning to my breast,
to send to hell the men who brought your tears.
