Aquarela

On any sheet of paper I draw a yellow sun
And with five or six straight lines it's easy to make a castle
I run the pencil around my hand and give myself a glove
And if I make it rain, with two strokes I have an umbrella
If a drop of ink falls on a little blue piece of paper
In an instant I imagine a beautiful seagull flying in the sky

Flying, circling the immense north-south curve
I travel with it to Hawaii, Beijing, or Istanbul
I paint a white sailboat sailing
There's so much sky and sea in a blue kiss

Among the clouds, a beautiful pink and maroon airplane is emerging
Everything around coloring, with its blinking lights
Just imagine and it's departing, serene and beautiful
And if we want, it will land

On any sheet of paper I draw a departing ship
With some good friends drinking and enjoying life
From one America to another, I can pass in a second
I turn a simple compass and in a circle I make the world

A boy walks and walking reaches the wall
And right there in front, waiting for us, the future is
And the future is a spaceship that we try to pilot
It has no time or mercy, it has no set time to arrive
Without asking permission, it changes our lives
Then invites us to laugh or cry

On this road, it's not up to us to know or see what will come
No one knows for sure where it will end
Let's all walk on a beautiful catwalk
Of a watercolor that one day will finally
Fade away

On any sheet of paper I draw a yellow sun
That will fade away
And with five or six straight lines it's easy to make a castle
That will fade away
I turn a simple compass and in a circle I make the world
That will fade away