Children are children of the wind
This eternal holiday
Is far from fantasy
And it returns to that sea,
Returns to that summer
Everyone is up front pretending
Because the sun is singing, they laugh
Adults are the sons of God
Make the pen run into the sea
Let out a breath,
Make it rock, that drifting yacht
Take a look
Everyone is pretending to be crazy
Because the sun is singing, they laugh
Since the days are vanishing, they are afraid
Everyone is up front pretending
Everyone is pretending to be crazy
Because the sun is singing, they laugh