Is not an angel (Un ángel no es) - Eros Ramazzotti (Italy)

She'll arrive soon,
a moment I waited
for an eternity.
I just can't believe
that she'll come with me...
She told me, smiling,
just like this...

I prepared already
fresh flowers on the table
that will bring more joy.
This time it won't be a lie,
she'll arrive home;
no one else will see her,
tonight.

She's on my mind,
like an obsession she is,
burn my senses and my fantasy.
I can imagine her arriving here.
I can imagine me hugging her,
between my arms, in a long hug.

She's always on my mind,
she's in on my skin, yet,
like a fire that
I don't know how to extinguish.
With my eyes I dream about her,
she is like an angel for me;
precisely her...
that is not an angel...
no, she is not.

It must be midnight,
the stars under the roof...
I already turned them off;
I go back to bed and think
that she'll come with me,
she told me that one day,
a long time ago.

She's on my mind,
like an obsession she is,
burn my senses and my fantasy.
I can imagine her arriving here.
I can imagine me hugging her,
between my arms, in a long hug.

She's always on my mind,
she's in on my skin, yet,
like a fire that
I don't know how to extinguish.
With my eyes I dream about her,
she is like an angel for me;
precisely her...
that is not an angel...
no, she is not.

I can imagine her arriving here.
I can imagine me hugging her,
between my arms, in a long hug.

She's always on my mind,
she's in on my skin, yet,
like a fire that
I don't know how to extinguish.
With my eyes I dream about her,
she is like an angel for me;
precisely her...
that is not an angel...
no, she is not.

precisely her...
precisely her...