Canción Sobre Canción

I touch the morning, I carry the air, I mark 4 like in that song
I'm going to sing a little, I'm going to weave silhouettes like the day and the night,
Like the gradient.
Every good beginning smells of roses in the twilight
Like a madman in a garden.
White for the arrow, white that is harmony
Arrow that points directly to the heart.
Song that tells how it's born,
Love song that reminds you
Song about song, like rays of sun.
We live behind the scenes,
Trying to understand a little
Song about song like rays of sun.
The ashes of a petticoat fly
High in the air on the edge of a wardrobe
She says nothing, only her curves are seen
She's not here and waits for her red horse.
I walk again on that staff paper thread
Breathing on a paper
I keep developing, I want to light the fire
I want to finish the line
When it's ten o'clock.

Song that tells how it's born,
Love song that reminds you
Song about song, like rays of sun.
We live behind the scenes,
Trying to understand a little
Song about song like rays of sun.

Song that tells how it's born,
Love song that reminds you
Song about song, like rays of sun.
We live behind the scenes,
Trying to understand a little
Song about song like rays of sun.