I can hear the wind passing
Watch the waves crashing
But the damage it does
Life is short to see
I thought
That when I die
I wake up to the time
And to time at a halt
A century, a month,
Three lives and more
One step back
Why is that?
...I'm thinking.
How can someone dream
with what is impossible to know?
Not to tell you what I think
Its thinking what to say already
And that, I saw,
The wind takes it,
I don't know anymore
I feel its like a dream
That the effort to remember
Is the desire to forget...
And why's that?
Say more!
Uh, if we don't know anymore
To laugh at one another honey then
What remains is crying and perhaps
If it has to last,
Love comes to be reborn
A century, a month,
Three lives and more
One step back
Why is that?
The wind is going to say
Slowly what is coming
And if it rains too much
We are going to know
Clear as thunder
If someone after
Smiles in peace
Only by encounter...ah...!