One day it'll be born
Without sun and it'll rain
But a child'll see it
In his stamps book
The world with him
Has a nice honey flavour
And to another day like that one
He'll change the stamp
While drawing
In orange shape
He'll grant the sun
And it won't rain
While drawing a flower
He'll create love
And when looking for a sparrow
He'll find a heart
While drawing
The wake of a star
He'll follow it till the end
And he'll watch the confine
The world will open
As if it were a flower
And in it he shall discover
That every rose is love