I’ve only my age
In my hands
Few friends and two or three troubles
and who it never takes them
I write fables to half
on the flowers
that nobody never read
And I strongly run until I see the sea
I flat breath and than I leave to make and those that will be will be
I cannot make more
I sing stories with head in down
In my days
Over the greats you konw
I cannot make more
I look the sky that is on
on my eyes
therefore double fragiles
I’ve only mt age
And until yesterday
It held me company
And sometimes I dream to touch the sun into face
I slowly wake up and than I leave to make and those will be will be
I cannot make more
I count stars with head in down
This my years
For the greats you know
I cannot make more
A lot the sky remains on
On my eyes
Therefore double
Fragiles… Fragiles…
As now your eyes are oh… no
Fragiles… ‘cause afraid yes…
that tomorrow although the sea
We’ll not dream
In my days
Over the greats you know
I cannot make more
A lot the sky remains on
On my eyes
Therefore double fragiles
Double