I have a hidden
moon
in my pocket
and one pigeon
that is always
free
I have a rose
soaked
with dew
and snails where I hear the sea
I have a beach where sirens are playing
and one mountain where I can talk with God,
I have a orange tree which expresses spring
and between branches nightinghale is singing
But I don't have, but I wanted,
but I missed them
the weapons that will make you fall in love with me, glances that I can't resist
kisses with which you'll forget that you give in, war tactics, war tactics
I have a luck in the palm
of my hand
and a guitar on the tones of my voice
I have a planet
that I
bought at
a discount
and sweet dream where two fit
I have a treasure from isla of treasure
and a manuscript in a palace
made of glass
and a box where
I keep
my secrets,
and if you love me,
I'll give it to you