I fly out the window
and so many days are behind me.
They no longer hurt me
all the things
that could bother me yesterday.
They are drawers that close so that no one sees them. These are words that I couldn't say. But I don't care anymore because nothing touches me and there is nothing alive inside me.
I float in the air
since this afternoon
when my head exploded.
Now the floor is made of clouds
and I look out from time to time
to spy on you from where I am.
(Chorus)
And I see (and I see)
And I fly (and I fly)
And I see (and I see)
And I fly (and flight)
The neighborhood lights up
and the night becomes day,
it shines like a Christmas tree.
And I am high, very high
and the car lights
that stop every so often and start again.
And I see,
the people running
like an endless choreography.
And I fly,
like in a plane
the smell of fugazzeta that mom cooks.
And I remember that day
when you said: If you could be a bird
what would you do? ?
And now that I float
and I don't feel what I touch
and people don't see me passing by,
I'm going to take advantage
to go look for you
and tell you what everything is like here.
Some mornings
Grandma Yolanda stops by
and we go for a walk together.
And she sends you greetings
Pocha's husband
He plays chess with me and I can't beat him.
And move on
with the kid around the corner
who stopped by to visit you in the afternoon.
I keep waiting for you
because nothing rushes me
and one day everyone comes here.
And I see (and I see)
and I fly (and I fly)
and I see (and I see)
and I fly (and I fly)
And I see (and I see)
and I fly (and I fly)
and I cry (and I cry)
a little (a little).

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