Sleeping on your legs, breathing you
feeling your warm caressing me
following that path made of light
where I finish and you begin.
Touching you a thousand times for the first time
filling up with my life everything you see
following that path home
for it's home because of you.
And if they ask me
where do I go, where am I from, where do I want to get
if they ask me
where does it all lead me to?
To you, to you
to you I'm returning before coming back,
in you, in you
is where I'd always love to be.
To you, to you,
to you, my true nationality,
in you, in you
the river finishes, the sea starts.
Not always what you see is how you think it is
the world is a sphere ending at your feet
if I leave to the north, very soon
I'll surprise you to the south.
And if they ask me
where do I go, where am I from, where do I want to get
if they ask me
where does it all lead me to?
To you, to you
to you I'm returning before coming back,
in you, in you
is where I'd always love to be.