let the crystal clear water of the pond of life

touches you with the magic that only the eyes of the truth see

let your hair flutter in the wind

walking hand in hand with your dreams

let the grace of the angels

doing the job

because the sky meets the universe

rewarding them to make you happy

don't be sorry for your wishes

no matter how daring they are

thinks that the blush disappears

with the first breeze

with the first word of what you love

and the kisses last until the end

because you are and always will be

a mixture of light, clouds, shadows

and tenacity

you were born owner of the world

go and run it