Enero Va
Nito Mestre
January Goes
The story begins
The doubt of what is to come
Forget a cloudy time
I write the theme I dreamed of yesterday
It's already six
Last sky
High again
Look out the window
To the south
Walking hissing below
And thinking
Being a smile is not my job
I don't want to lose my mind
Let's see, let's see, let's see
Who is the saint who has so much to say
Look straight ahead
Maybe they lie a little
I hope to be calm
To deliver
January imagined
An air that will return
You won't see it
It will always be inside us as we fly
January goes, you won't see it
It will always be inside us as we fly
