The Postman (Il Postino), Poetry and Music Suite/Leaning into the ...

Song The Postman (Il Postino), Poetry and Music Suite/Leaning into the ...
Artist Luis Bacalov
Album The Postman (Il Postino) [O.S.T]

Lyrics

[00:06.21] Leaning into the afternoons I cast my sad nets
[00:09.66] towards your oceanic eyes.
[00:12.98] There in the highest blaze my solitude lengthens and flames,
[00:19.65] its arms turning like a drowning man's.
[00:24.13] I send out red signals across your absent eyes
[00:27.46] that smell like the sea or the beach by a lighthouse.
[00:33.13] You keep only darkness, my distant female,
[00:36.13] from your regard sometimes the coast of dread emerges.
[00:42.96] Leaning into the afternoons I fling my sad nets
[00:47.45] to that sea that is thrashed by your oceanic eyes.
[00:52.23] The birds of night peck at the first stars
[00:55.55] that flash like my soul when I love you.
[00:59.96] The night gallops on its shadowy mare
[01:03.24] shedding blue tassels over the land.