It's the water, it's the wind
it's abstract of everything I feel
it's the sand, it's the emotion
it's the ink that neither the silence can erase.
It's the air in tiptoe
it's the calmness taking little races
it's the flavor of the smallness, it's to touch
a dream...
It's the map of a sigh
it's what there is when I look to you
it's the elf of the beat of your heart..
Magic is to try to bring what there is
in the bottom of you
magic is to see you smiling
magic is try to jump without see
[magic] it's to fall and start over again
It's the time, it's the bonfire
it's the hand that swings the tide
it's the land, it's the white flag?
it's the drop from a hope's rain .
It's the world in tiptoe
it's the life takin little races
it's the flavor of the smallness, it's to touch
a dream..
It's the map of a sigh
it's what there is when I look to you
it's the elf of the beat of your heart..