My love, words, passionate sketches of bodies, describe the passion that flared within us. A flame of desire, seeking a shared goal, and moments of solitude have vanished somewhere. And if this passion should ever fade, and the flame of desire lose its light, we will have memories, strong and beautiful, that will remind us of what was within us. (woman) "Il mio cuore batte solo per te." "Ogni volta che ti vedo, il mio cuore fa un salto." Il mio cuore batte solo per te, vive in ogni tuo sguardo. Amore mio - My love Amore mio - My love Amore mio - My love My love, a whisper, carried in the quiet of the night, in the harmony of bodies, in the weave of glances. A touch, tender, born of desire, in promises of dawns, in echoes of sunsets. Your gaze, deep and clear, my heart beats in a rhythm only for you. In it I lose myself, helpless and happy. My love, my only need. (woman) "Il mio cuore batte solo per te." "Ogni volta che ti vedo, il mio cuore fa un salto." Il mio cuore batte solo per te, vive in ogni tuo sguardo. Amore mio - My love Amore mio - My love Amore mio - My love
