Smowing Look

The story of my dreams
I can't stop dreaming
Because I can't stop thinking
What would have been, how would everything be here
In fantasy and reality

I look at you and admire your way of creating
You don't like to procrastinate
You create because you believe, wow, it was, if there ever was one
You don't stop yelling at me

And even if I act like a bad guy, I smile thinking
How can I forget that star in the river
How I would like to talk to God, to tell him about you
About your smile and your heart

I search, I introduce a thousand ways of looking
And no one looks at you the same
When you walk you walk alone without saying a word
In front of what does more

I look at you and admire your way of flying
Always go without looking back

No matter how hard I try, enough of walking
Because you don't stop yelling

I look at you and admire your way of teaching, even though you get tired of denying
You teach because you learn, what a way to look
And they don't stop yelling at you