There's no castle on my comet
I don't have a plan in Spain
I forget what's not worth celebrating
Like all lessons §ons who spare me
Why cry over faded photos
Why the crystal balls
Yesterday is too late tomorrow who knows?
The day is dawning it is fetal
Every morning, every morning, starts a new dance
Every morning, every morning, the desire for birth
Every morning, every morning, childhood begins again
Every morning, every morning, year 1 of existence
I know that at my age it worries
When everything affects me, nothing wins me
I do what my head says
I try all the masts of plenty
Why paint faded colors
Rather look for other opals
One day will be the last
I will live it as a festival
Every morning, every morning, start a new dance
Every morning, every morning, the desire for birth
Every morning, every morning, childhood begins again
Every morning, every morning, year 1 of existence
Every morning, every morning, starts a new dance
Every morning, every morning , the desire for birth
Every morning, every morning, childhood begins again
Every morning, every morning, year 1 of existence