Luis Eduardo Aute

The happy sun is shining,
the fields are green and gray,
but my poor heart is pining
for something far away.
It´s pining just for you
it´s pining for your kiss.
It does not matter if you´re true
to this.
What matters is just you.
I know 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´s all I get that´s really true
in this.
What matters is just you.
Oh, yes, the sky is splendid,
so blue as it is now,
the air and light are blended
oh, yes, hot, anyhow.
Nothing of this is you.
I´m absent from your kiss,
that´s all I get and that´s sad and true
in this.
What matters is just you.