You have me,
but nothing good it does to you.
I'm yours
because a paper says so,
my life
is controlled by laws
but, in my heart,
that is the one that feels love
I'm the one who commands.
The sea and the sky
have the same blue color,
and, in the distance, they seem to join in one,
better for you to remember
that the sky will always be sky
that never, never, ever the sea will reach it.
Allow me to take the place of the sky,
and yours will be that of the sea.
(It repeats from the beginning)