When you love the sky
You paint it to blue
When you dream a bird
You don't know why you are true
In this lovely dawn
When i think of you
The air spreads and sense
For the beauty and the truth
I remember, I remeber
I am a little glass down
But i dream and i scream
For the beauty and the Blue
I set to free
All the greens and the songs
But I realized
I am blissfully wrong
In the hands,In the sands
when dream comes true
In the flowers , In the showers
For the beauty and the blue
In the calms , in the psalm
The fall of the snow
In the histories , In the mysteries
You want to feel what you don't know
