Snow

When the cold outside is unbereable
and snow tenderly is falling down from the sky,
I like to look from my window and I start to imagine
what you're doing and what now you're thinking about.
Snow fall and fall, all is becoming white out,
one cat is leaping here and there looking for home
vanished into the snow-white color of that day.
I like to look from my window starting to imagine
how beautiful should be to stay close to you
driving out the could of our bodies, below a plaid.

I'm out now,  building two small snow-puppets about
you and me hands in hands, and
for some day I'll be happy to see us together
untill the sun will not melt them.
I like to look out from my windows starting to imagine
how beautiful would be to play with you snow balls
and then driving out the cold of our bodies hugging us.
I desire all that,i want this,
i'll never stop to believe on my big love for you,
a fire within that any snow will be able to put out.