The Postman (Il Postino), Poetry and Music Suite/Integrations-Luis Bacalov

[00:12.12]After everything, [00:14.01]I will love you [00:14.84]As if it were always before [00:18.40]As if, after so much waiting, [00:20.59]Not seeing you [00:21.41]And you not coming, [00:22.56]You were breathing close to me forever. [00:26.82]Close to me with your habits, [00:28.58]With your colour and your guitar [00:32.70]Just as countries unite [00:34.13]In school room lectures, [00:35.65]And two regions become blurred [00:37.69]And there is a river near a river [00:39.81]And two volcanoes grow together. [00:44.90]Close to you is close to me [00:47.35]And your absence is far from everything [00:50.21]And the moon is the colour of clay [00:52.07]In the night of quaking earth [00:54.23]When, in terror of the earth, [00:56.66]All the roots join together [00:58.41]And silence is heard ringing [01:00.20]With the music of fright [01:04.65]Fear is also a street [01:07.56]And among its trembling stones [01:09.67]Tenderness somehow is able [01:11.21]To march with four feet [01:12.56]And four lips [01:15.65]Since without leaving the present [01:17.65]That is a fragile thing [01:21.31]We touch the sand of yesterday [01:23.48]And in the sea [01:25.14]Love reveals a repeated fury