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While waiting his steps, I put music on mute, very low
Too bad, we don´t know, in case he´d ring
If I would not hear it that time
While waiting his steps that morning

A night? a morning? a winter, a dawn
A spring he will chose
Nothing, I know nothing of it, I put on some lights
Nights along the roads

While waiting his arms I draw flowers on doors
He will like that
While waiting the nice weather of his arms

And I take care of myself, red on my lips, on my cheeks
So he will not see
When too pale sometimes, he should certainly not
Surpise me like this

There is some fresh water and some wine

I don´t know which he will chose
I don´t know if he is blond, if he is brown
I don´t know if he is tall or not
But when hearing his voice, I will know
That all his words, all will be for me
While waiting the nice weather of his arms

I´m always thinking about this moment, oh when we will recognize each other
I will tell him it was very long, no, I will certainly not tell him
While waiting his steps, I´m living, I´m dreaming and I´m breathing for that
While waiting just a meaning to all that

A night? a morning? a winter, a dawn
A spring he will chose
Nothing, I know nothing of it, I put on some lights

Nights along the roads

While waiting his arms I´m drawing flowers on doors
He will like that

While waiting a meaning to all that, to all that