Lyric

I wander with my lazy and relaxed pace

On the seafront among the rows of palm trees

In my eyes the thousand shades of blue

Of the sky you expect in spring

The sea is right there behind the pittosporums

The beaches still empty of swimmers

A few children chasing a ball

And mothers who suffocatingly quote them

A sea with alabaster reflections

Of transparencies and filigree life

In the air the good salty scent

Of the days of the best north wind

And I breathe leaning on the parapet

On the vast and crystalline horizon

The wind is a silent and tender caress

The lively and warm breath of the morning

I see the immensity, I see the seagulls

That soar lightly against the sun

The sails chasing the waves

And I still search for the words

Worn ranks, of Fishing boats laid out on dry land

With their hulls pointing skyward

Shells of lazy turtles

Stretched out and asleep under a tarp

Warm colors of faded hues

And paints faded under the sun

Beech oars and metal rowlocks

Along the walls and against the flowerbeds

And just beyond the dam in the distance

Straight on their hulls, here are the sails

Swollen with wind, dancing on the water

Like swift, light butterflies

And I breathe, leaning on the railing

On the vast, crystalline horizon

The wind is a silent, tender caress

The living, warm breath of the morning

I see the immensity, I see the seagulls

Soaring lightly against the sun

The sails chasing the waves

And I still search for the words

I watch, hypnotized, the A dredge bucket

Lifts rough blocks from the uneven bottom

Places them respectfully on the sides of the dam

A profound and ancestral act of care

There's something in the air this morning

A sense of pleasant tension

Of passion that you can almost breathe

And that prepares for the new season

And I breathe, leaning on the railing

On the vast, crystalline horizon

The wind is a silent and tender caress

The lively, warm breath of morning

I see the immensity, I see the seagulls

Soaring lightly against the sun

The sails chasing the waves

And I, still searching for the words