I do not know what fidelity is, the reason for my song which cannot resist such sweet tears that changed my love.
And if also the rising of the sun were to find us still together please say no; it also makes fools of the wise, love, my love.
If within the soul you were music, if the sun were within you, if you really were within my soul, then, yes, I could hear in my silence the calm evening sea.
But, that image of you so lost in my eyes brought the truth to me; it loves what it does not have, love, my love.
If within the soul you were music, if the sun were within you, if you really were within my soul, then, yes, I could hear the calm evening sea, in my silence the calm evening sea.