When the moon came up in the sky
No one was more dreamfull than I
It was late yet
But the night is like an amused child.
When I get older
I won't need no one to tell me
how strange it is to be an human
in these moments of farewell
Oh, it's way out of line
Always beyond a road,
A big avenue begins
At the end of the avenue
There is always a chance, there's always some luck
A new way out
What is the moral..
what will be the end of
of this story?
I have nothing to say
So I tell you that
I don't have much to lose
That's why I play
I don't have a right time to die
That's why I dream
Ah, ah, ah, these are things of life
Ah, ah, ah, and we looking each other and don't know whether we must go or must stay.