Each verse a bullet.
In every leap we have found the words
that have come a long way,
that have filled this passage.
Passengers and luggage
we set sail with a desire to escape
and each port at night
it has changed our lives.
We will store each dawn as a treasure
every dance, every square, every song,
the joy of travel, new friends,
also the nightmares,
It's time to go home.
By the infinite ways of the world
we will continue to meet,
maybe with another name,
but with the same motto:
to fly and be free.
I know you know it too:
it is never the first time.
We come dancing together
from other lives.
The truth is simple:
at every step luck is provoked.
The heart sings a path,
whoever follows it is never wrong.
From the heart of Ramallah to the Balkans.
From Tokyo to the rain of Bogota.
From your eyes clear like water, from Senegal to New York
It's time to go home
By the infinite ways of the world
we will continue to meet,
maybe with another name,
but with the same motto:
to fly and be free.
I know you know it too:
it is never the first time.
We come dancing together
from other lives.