Today
I have the soul of a bird
my path
will take the curve
of a flight
I will cling
to the beating heart of the present
to the first sparrow
passing by
with him I will share
the winged time
the little hopes
the silky silences
flying very high
I will live in his shadow
to distance myself
from the clatter
to take me away from myself
more and more
lighter
Today
I have the soul of a bird
my path
will take the curve
of a flight
I will cling
to the beating heart of the present
to the first sparrow
passing by
with him I will share
the winged time
the little hopes
the silky silences
flying very high
I will live in his shadow
to distance myself
from the clatter
to take me away from myself
more and more
lighter