Where not? will my city wake us up? the music.
You will read me fairy tales and then,
we will fly over everything,
tight in a breath.
You will tell about meadows and fantasies.
You will be more? fresh without disease.
Rose of a 6x6 field,
all the mistakes out and then,
this prayer will be born?.
Heaven takes my imagination around
tonight forget the clouds,
clear up and my desire to fly is resurrected,
leave aside what you have to do.
Heaven, don't give up
stay still here at least for me
it remains at least for me.
Drenched under your convincing us
we will drink everything smiling at each other.
Snow of fire of the gods,
crying moon dissolves the troubles,
nothing more? will die, never.
Old rhymes sculpt us.
River rocks around play
to fray the madness well,
you know that I love her because? mine,
will it follow? the return.
Sky takes my imagination around
tonight leave the clouds alone,
lighten and resurrect my desire to fly,
leave aside what you have to do.< br/>Heaven don't give up
still stay here at least for me
you stay at least for me.
We who believe in it
in a splendid evening
to your colored leaf
lying on the roof
above these empty heads of ours,
dress a few notes
send us a greeting from up there?
Do you see us and do you want to stay there?
or do you want to go down?
Maybe then we go down?,
one lap and then we go back down?.
Well, I'm almost not going back. More?.