If someday you want me I'll give you
The treasure of the tsars
A thousand flowers in vases, two by two
And in the morning, solar smiles
In the night a sky of cellphones
Sarongs from Bali, skirts, saris
The adrenaline of the safaris
If someday you want me I'll give you
The map of the orchards
Paths, bushlands and their moonlights
Sweat of the Sun and the salt from the Sea
Rainbow and gold from avatars
Rumours and stellar rhymes
And tin wings for you to fly
If someday you want me I'll give you
My best looks
My life will be a juggling act
To the ancient eyes of God
And even though the pain may be in the sky
Like airplanes far from their hangars
I'll please you despite the buts