You asked me, darling, where I was
And where I had my bitter tea,
When in your dream you saw a Rose,
And with a surprise you looked at the Sea.
I was the wind that stroked your hair,
When you were strolling down the beach
I was the sparkles in the air
When you were out of my reach.
I was the petals of the flower
That gently kissed your lips and cheeks,
I was the waves that with devour
Were holding you with white-blue streaks.
Should parting steal our nights in few
My love will always be with you.