I didn't want to be the sun, not the sea
Just wanted to be your love
I didn't want to be the sky, not even the wind
I just wanted to dream with both hands.
If you want to pick leaves, you can't pick dreams
As much as I go to sleep to pick up dreams
The sand dune of nightmares comes up with both hands.
To memorize complex puzzles of simple numbers
That traveler wants to take life in his hands at a fast pace
He does not know the mountains or life is heavier!
I didn't want to be the sun, not the sea
Just wanted to get your love.
