Touch me, gently, I am a fragile flower
Who releases a sweet and lovable scent
If you pick me, all will end.
Water me, the drops that stop on my petals
Fall down and the soil becomes moist
If I live, it is for the love that you give me
You know, flower, I will not pick you, I want you to live.
To look at your colours while they are changing
To fall a little bit in love with you
Flower, you know, there is so much love in this heart but,
The world is not stopping in a garden which
Surely is not the infinite.
Touch me, it is spring and all seems magic
The wind is an endless caress
Soon I will finally bloom
You know, flower, I will not pick you, I want you to live.
To look at your colours while they are changing
To fall a little bit in love with you
Flower, you know, there is so much love in this heart but,
The world is not stopping in a garden which
Surely is not the infinite.
Flowe, you know, flower
You know, flower, I will not pick you, I want you to live.
To look at your colours while they are changing
To fall a little bit in love with you
Flower
Flower