The air is breathable
it smells like wet earth
My dog u200bu200bsleeps at my feet
He takes care of my home
Time stops here
my love is about to get there
Time stops here
here I find peace
Ohhh, ahh
The curves of the road
they invite me to travel
There is so much to go
so much to know
The map becomes small
my soul asks for more
My love arrives on the turtle
He will show it to me
Men will show the voice of the sea
Men will signal not to cry
Men will signal to recognize
that there is damage
that teaches you to grow
Men will signal to see their eyes
although he is not there (BIS)

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