A chill from head to toe.
Me, more me than ever,
not now, neither before nor after.
A sharp pinch piercing my skin.
The most tender caress,
a slow kiss, tongue of honey.
The most bitter cry,
the open soul, freedom.
What a bird when flying,
that's what I feel.
When I sing, larai, lara.
When I sing, larai, lara.
When I sing, lai, lara.
A jump to the emptiness,
something similar to love.
Me, more me than ever,
the purest honesty.
The broad smile, a blow to the heart,
enormous wings grow,
there is no fear, there is no pain.
Strong vibration in the chest
my air, the water, the dream, the bread.
What a bird when flying,
that's what I feel.
When I sing, larai, lara.
When I sing, larai, lara.
When I sing, lai, lara.