One morning you will traverse the world
And it will be prettier than a dream
Because a new love will be poured like honey
And from a point of the earth this sun will rise
More beautiful than ever, like round gold
It will shine on your eyes like a huge diamond
And I who dream without sleeping
Am passing through a crystal without being afraid
Because the dreams I make when I'm walking on the street
Are more right than the ones the law passes us
The law of a company, the law of a state
My country is colony of a bigger colony
Colours from a watercolour's war
colours of love and colours of violence
Bury the dolls and all your plastic weapons
Knives, guns, every kind of tricks
Dreams of a lifetime, just a blurry memory
Tossing like molecules of a great wandering
They hang above the head like Saturn's rings
The dreams I make when I'm awake in the dark
They're like a magnet that makes me dream
Makes me talk to the buldings, to the clouds, or to pray
I wish I had a sea outside of my house
And I could fly from my balcony whenever it rained
Holding your hand forever
At the strawberry fields, at the linear valleys
And as an airplane collides in my mind
My body will become one with yours
Tell me, tell me, what you think about me
When our bodies are standing crossed?
And from a point of the Earth this sun rises
Then someone is aiming at a target
Colours from a watercolour's war
Colours of love and colours of violence
Bury the dolls and all your plastic weapons
Knives, guns, every kind of tricks
Dreams of a lifetime, just a blurry memory
Tossing like molecules of a great wandering
They hang above the head like Saturn's rings
The dreams I make when I'm awake in the dark
One morning you will traverse the world
And it will be prettier than a dream
Maybe we'll find a home to stay
A place to live and die
Talking to someone who's already dead
At snowy landscapes, to trees made of ink
Or to people who are searching for a direction
To god, to another country, an unknown address
To a computer's screen, to a dog's dreams
To the rainbow, to a friend's heart
Keep the pictures and everything in which you believe
Everything you want is in your eyes' book
Colours from a watercolour's war
Colours of love and colours of violence
Bury the dolls and all your plastic weapons
Knives, guns, every kind of tricks
Dreams of a lifetime, just a blurry memory
Tossing like molecules of a great wandering
They hang above the head like Saturn's rings
The dreams I make when I'm awake in the dark