If the distance is like the wind
In the apathetic warmth of this passion
Unexpected flams will not surprise us anymore
Under the ash no more inflammable dreams
From the highest point of this restless mountain
The joyful blue of the ocean steal from my lips a smile
I hope that one day you stop to mix-up
Between the pain and the pleasure
The fear and the need to hurt
I'm sure that one day we will call this
With the right name
And a refound serenity.
