And it was him, the sun,
who woke us up
each morning,
and the sea was beautiful
and we ran towards it,
hand in hand.
And then we walked along the beach,
you looked for seashells
like a child,
putting them to your ear
to hear, I remember,
the ocean inside.
Refrain:
Sun I love you
and always
you are faithful,
but love
is not often like you,
why?
You were always hungry,
ripe fruit and wine
were for you.
You scolded me sometimes
when I wasn't eating,
it was nothing.
And water stretched along the sand,
our dreams were the same,
I remember:
we talked about the house
and the children we would have
and we were well.
Refrain
And it will always be the sun
who wakes me up
each morning.
Winter sun or summer sun,
he sees the loves come and go,
and the melancholy.
How many beaches will it take?
How many more faces
to, like you,
forget the blonde child
that we will never have?
Refrain (twice)