THE HAPPY SUN IS SHINING
The happy sun is shining, the fields are green and joyful, but my poor heart is pining for something far away. It is pining just for you, it is pining for thy kiss. It does not matter if you’re true to this. What matter is just you. I now the sea is beaming under the summer sun. I know the waves are gleaming, each one and every one. But I am far from you, and so far from your kiss! And that is all I get that’s really true in this. What matters is just you. Oh, yes, the sky is splendid, so blue as it now, the air and light are blended, Oh yes, hot, anyhow, nothing of this is you. I’m absent from your kiss, that is all I get that is sad and true in this what matter is just you.