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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Zeca Zilocchi
Zeca Zilocchi
Blockflöte
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
José Carlos Benite Zilochi
José Carlos Benite Zilochi
Komponist:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Zeca Zilocchi
Zeca Zilocchi
Produzent:in

Lyrics

I love the way you care for me,
The little things you always see.
Your tenderness, your soft embrace,
The way you calm my every place.
When I feel lost, you hold me tight,
You are my shelter in the night.
And every time you call my name,
I feel my soul ignite in flame.
It’s you with your smile, lighting my days,
You with your laugh, your sweet little ways.
You with your voice, your magical tone,
You with your quirks that I’ve always known.
It’s you I chose for my forever plan,
My morning sun, since love began.
Your strength and heart, your calm delight,
You chase away my deepest night.
You don’t care for what people do,
Just focus on me, on us, on you.
Your joy so pure, your simple side,
In your embrace, I always hide.
You never quit, you never fall,
You fight for us through it all.
Even when the skies are gray,
You brighten everything my way.
It’s you with your smile, lighting my days,
You with your laugh, your sweet little ways.
You with your voice, your magical tone,
You with your quirks that I’ve always known.
It’s you I chose for my forever plan,
My morning sun, since love began.
You give your all, you never flee,
Even when it's hard, you stay with me.
Through the storms, you still believe,
In love that heals, in dreams we weave.
You love so deep, so pure, so right,
A bond that glows in darkest night.
No words define the love I feel,
It’s something vast, intense, and real.
It’s you with your smile, lighting my days,
You with your laugh, your sweet little ways.
You with your voice, your magical tone,
You with your quirks that I’ve always known.
It’s you I chose for my forever plan,
My morning sun, since love began.
With every breath, I say your name,
This endless love will stay the same.
No need for words, no need for signs,
You are my heart, forever mine.
Written by: José Carlos Benite Zilochi
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