Salvatore Adamo J’Aime ( 1965 ) HD & 4k

I love (or I like) I love, when the wind teases us When it plays in your hair When you act like a ballerina To follow it in graceful steps I love when you come back delighted To throw yourself at my neck When you act like a little girl To sit on my knees I love the calm twilight When it settles stealthily But I love at to hope gullible I love your hand that reassures me When I lose myself in the dark And you voice is the murmur Of the source of hope I love when your misty eyes Create a blanket of softness for me And like on a feather cushion My forehead poses it self on your heart