A thousand galaxies to the east of my planet,
there is a woman who never cries
and lives off that which she has, but she doesn't block
herself from doing that which she never does here.
Dream of the simplest creature.
Think of it as if protected by a willow.
Guide your mind to wherever you want to.
Think of the simplest thing.
Pick the most fragile rose and you'll have me.
I know some things about life
but chance wants you to be like me.
If you dream of healing the wound,
you dream and you don't realise where you are.
But I'm still proud of my life
in spite of me not being like you yet.
Only you know how to say that life,
after all, is still easy.
They say that she's far away from my planet,
that she no longer exists, but she knows it.
I picture her in my thoughts, she's a comet,
in such a way that she already exists in my dreams.
Dream of the simplest creature.
Think of it as if protected by a willow.
Guide your mind to wherever you want to.
Think of the simplest thing.
Pick the most fragile rose and you'll have me.
I know some things about life
but chance wants you to be like me.
If you dream of healing the wound,
you dream and you don't realise where you are.
But I'm still proud of my life
in spite of me not being like you yet.
Only you know how to say that life,
after all, is still easy.