The sky goes, so far, but so close
The sky is above the roof
The sky has the four seasons
It gets dark with the night, it gets bright with the Sun
The sky fits for everyone
And nobody can catch it
The sky is a blanket for the Earth and the moon
Coming inside the room, the street, the plane
Inside the universe, lies the sky
The sky para-chutes and jumps
The sky goes from the ground to the top
The sky has neither beginning nor ending
I'll always be a fan of yours