I don't want to draw like Picaso could
Or to sing like Sinatra, perhaps
I just want to be a mirror to my dreams
To be myself, because I will always
Live in the moment
Playing a game where I'm the wind
Nothing to tie me down, just for the crazy fun of
Wanting
To hug life
So I can make it mine
Nothing written on its skin; it earnestly asks for
Learning
To hug life, to really feel it
And to know how to lose, each time that (*)
I will always be fine
Each night when I look at the stars
I no longer think of how small I am
I don't name them or count them one by one
I don't follow their course, because I know where I am
In the moment,
Playing a game where I'm the wind,
No ties, I do not hesitate
To dare to
Hug life
To make it mine
Nothing written on its skin; it earnestly asks for
Learning
To hug life, to really feel it
And to know how to lose, each time that (*)
I will always be fine
(Under water, without knowing how to swim, or lost somewhere wanting to cry, looking for the opportunity)
To hug life
So I can make it mine
Nothing written on its skin; it earnestly asks for
Learning
To hug life, to really feel it
And to know how to lose, each time that (*)
I will always be fine, always fine.