I saw her, she was there among the leaves and flowers
I walked towards her,
she was reading slowly
She saw me but kept on with her book
Would you mind if I sit here, of course not be my guest

Could you tell me what you do?
And how old are you?
And spring played all around her

Would you mind if in an instant I fell in love with you and your air of serenity?
But tell me do you come here often?
Would you mind but I’d follow you to your door if you’d show me the way
or at least if you’re coming tomorrow

We were there like those
who’ve been there for ages
she spoke, I spoke and evening fell
She showed me her ideas on beauty
I listened, she listened and it got dark

Could you tell me your name
I’m Chiara, what’s yours?
And spring played all around us

Would you mind if in an instant I fell in love with you and your air of serenity
But tell me do you come here often?
We were there, she spoke, I spoke

Is it OK but I’d follow you to your door if you show me the way
or at least if you’re coming tomorrow
If you’re coming tomorrow.

But tell me if you’re coming tomorrow
If you’re coming tomorrow.