He who has to give away
So much more than he'll never receive
Love when it's morning
There is a piece of eternity on the table
A question of a child
Is it you?
Is it?
She whose surface is being polished by the laughter and tears, they take turns
Or who puts her wishes aside
To see her loved ones to find the happiness
Is it you?
Is it?
There is a girl in the painting sitting in a chair
Her face towards the light
Still in a recovery but everything lies a ahead of her
Is it you?
Is it?
He who is weak
Little by little, like the spring gets stronger without anyone noticing
He who bends but will never ever break
Is it you?
Is it?
There is a girl in the painting sitting in a chair
Her face towards the light
Still in recovery but everything lies a ahead of her
Is it you?
Is it?
Everyone has a wish in their heart
A fragile and a strong one
Like the touch of a child
There is a girl in the painting sitting in a chair
Her face towards the light
Still in recovery but everything lies a ahead of her
Is it you?
Is it?