Finally you were there, spellbound again
As a little dreamy conqueress
While along heroes’ paths, on destiny’s stony stand
We were hoisting a white flag

To stop the fights, no more dead
Back to the origins of a promised land
Only secular, wise trees could tell
If our story was coming to an end

CHORUS
For a month we’ve been so close
With nothing but each other’s souls
And we’ve made it on our own
As always, we hadn’t more

Uncontaminated reserve built ramps for us
Straight to the core of vagueness

It was all a postcard, sent by a man with a woman
From a country made of
Three-quarters of sky and the rest of enchantment

CHORUS
…

CHORUS
Slowly we’ve been so close
With nothing but each other’s souls
And we’ve made it on our own
As always, we hadn’t more

Than ourselves, after all
Than ourselves, after all

My wooden ring has a crack
Honestly I believe in coincidence
Or do you call it chance?

I swear I don’t invade
Our kiss, that first memory with hatred

CHORUS
I wish for you a daydream
I wish you joy, show it proudly

My wooden ring has a crack
Honey it’s bleeding, you’re the evidence
A sort of vengeance

Sorry I gotta run away
I clam up, words get sharp when I feel betrayed

CHORUS
…
For the time ahead remaining
I wish for you a boy to vow with

‘Til death tears you apart
And turns you to dust
In a reincarnation of some other life
Maybe you’ll be mine

CHORUS
…

And to do it use your eyes
They don’t get older
Your eyes
I remember
Your eyes

Maybe you’ll be a tiger
And I’ll be the shyest
Kindred spirit
Maybe I’ll be the shyest
And you’ll be a tiger
Hunting me, craving me, chasing me down

To the boundary where the pure ones meet
To the shore where we can finally sleep
To the boundary where the jungle turns to beach
To the shore where we’re gonna be unseen

My ancestors told me
Don’t bury your creed
I never knew them
But they’ve always been here

Once I read:
“I’d rather lose my breath
Than a whole life
Without romance”

CHORUS
A chance to fly by the windowsill
And prove on your terrace how to climb a tower
Give me a chance to fly beside the love you sealed
And prove on your terrace how to climb a tower

We often end up at a library hall
To choose which book we’ll be a part of
Make it our own, enrich it
Then put it back on the shelf for another kid like I used to be

On my cover somebody wrote:
“All these feelings, battles under our skin
Chronicle why the world map spins”

We all spin
We’re all spinning with it

CHORUS
…
I ask for your hand to place flowers in it
And prove that our heads can be crowned together

Don’t ever forget your roots
Now that you’re done here, but not for me
Do you remember tiny shoes?
Worn by my son from here to eternity

If this is the path you choose
I will be one with the flaps of your wings
And my breast will have room
For you to return whenever you may need

Don’t ever forget your roots
(I stand, drawing, on the roof)
Now that you’re done here, but not for me
(So that you see the map of every night)
Do you remember tiny shoes?
(The clues I use are the city lights)

The simple thought of you
It makes me shine like gold

It feels like I’m going to war
Because I’m leaving home
I swear it’s all wrong
That I am gone, I’m not gone, I’m not gone

I thought your foot was moving
Could not resist this grooving
If you wanna be alone get out
Otherwise grace me with a dance now

I really don’t know how to behave
Friends are where you hesitate
Perhaps have a go at what comes next
Or maybe not, so you won’t be mad

Please tell me what you are sure of
In my modest opinion, of nothing at all
This keeps me thinking just to forget
But I’m not even fairly good at that

CHORUS
Moody habits are kinda shaping you
Making you change your point of view
Moody habits will penetrate you
Shocking your brain matter very soon

I’m not as skeptical as I’m low
I must admit my temper’s rancorous
But come on wise up, say a damn vowel
By far this condition exceeds my powers

CHORUS
Moody habits are kinda shaping you
Making you change your point of view
Moody habits are gonna drown you
If they drag you down into the blue

CHORUS
Moody habits are kinda shaping you
Making you change your point of view
Moody habits are why I can’t decipher you
Moody habits are why I’m failing with you

Otherwise grace me with a dance now

I see the people who raised me getting much older
On the contrary today I’m pushing their wheelchair
In the rain we run
Fresh air in our lungs

I’ve listened to the stories of my father’s father
He sits on a cloud
How I like thinking of him now
He spoke the truth
About what he knew:

CHORUS
“Maybe my last breath
Isn’t death
But only a bridge
Guiding the next birth
Of a pearl
To my gift”

It’s easy to become nostalgic when I remember
That we used to go fishing on the lake
Every time he playfully told me I could have been a dolphin
I understand what he wanted to teach:

CHORUS
…
I’ll carry my gift…

While my essence will be flowing to
Mix up again and merge into the universe
I was a stone until the wind scattered
My grains of sand all over the desert”

Yes, my boy…
The sky moves, it leaves together with the sun
The day is crying, a storm doesn’t let it come
No don’t worry, they’re a few angels sick to their stomachs
What else you got?…my boy, what else you got?

Tell me dad, where does the sky go at night?
Tell me dad, I hear the rain outside

Tell me dad, thunder gives me such a fright

CHORUS
I’m not making a fool of you, mark my words
It’s the way we should see the…

The moon is dark, it wears a dress made of light
It’s when magic dust twinkles around as fireflies
Here some more, you’ll fall asleep without a lullaby
What else you got?…my boy, what else you got?

Tell me dad, why is the moon yellow?
Tell me dad, at what time do stars show?

Keep on telling me dad, as you did all along

CHORUS
I’m not making a fool of you, mark my words
It’s the way we should see the world

And they will teach you how to lie
Will teach you how to last
Will teach you how to lead
Will teach you how to lurk
Will teach you how to like
Will teach you how to lash
Will teach you how to lick
Will teach you how to lust

And they will do you no harm
If you go it alone son
One day you’ll be a grown-up
But please stay young, resolute, innocent
Heartfeltly

The queen
In need of help
Natural catastrophes
Messages of help

CHORUS
She’s always put her destiny
Into every heart
We all can be heroes

The last bee
Begging for help

CHORUS
She’s always put her destiny
Into every heart
We all can be heroes
With simple acts
She’s always put her destiny
Into every heart
We all can be heroes

Who’s gonna make life bloom?

CHORUS
She’s always put her destiny
Into every heart
We all can be heroes
For the best

Who’s gonna make life bloom?
(She’s seeking a refuge, to be rescued)

A universal scream
The population’s sins