Want you to love me under the shivering stars
Under the falling leaves and floating clouds
In flashes of lightning, under the pouring rain
Layin in humid grass, with wild flowers
Want to inhale with you fragrance of blossoming trees,
Greedily penetrate into the pulp of juicy fruits.
Want you to built for me castles in the air
Want you to make me forget of pain and despair
Slithering on the ages,
Prisoned in the cages,
Will we always be asunder?
Frail little daises,
Seems to me amazing,
I’ve so many things to wonder,
Wonder…
Is this the main point?
Main point of everything?
Is this flame a beginning of all the beginnings?
Are we the sparkles over the bonfire?
Are we the moments that fly up and fall down?