I want to have a new dream each day,
I want to have the tight embrace of life,
I want to have a poem to sing it to the wind,
I want to have a reason to die for someone.
I want to be fresh water, flying dove,
I want to be what you expect from me
and listen to your smile that cheers the soul,
travel companion to the end,
to walk barefooted on the sand
contemplating a sun set,
and get lost, next to you, counting stars,
defoliating a night of love.
I want to have my hands loaded with tenderness,
I want to have the white laughter of the foam,
I want to have a tale to tell a child,
I want to have a place in the sun to live with you.
I want to be fresh water, flying dove,
I want to be what you expect from me
and listen to your smile that cheers the soul,
travel companion to the end,
to walk barefooted on the sand
contemplating a sun set,
and get lost, next to you, counting stars,
defoliating a night of love.
I want to have the sweet calm of the one who waits,
I want to have the open door of the one who arrives,
I want a friendly hand to heal my soul,
I want to have a song to give it wings
I want to be fresh water, flying dove,
I want to be what you expect from me
and listen to your smile that cheers the soul,
travel companion to the end,
to walk barefooted on the sand
contemplating a sun set,
and get lost, next to you, counting stars,
defoliating a night of love.
I want to be fresh water, flying dove...