The sound was tender in all their ways
tones of blue took me miles away
just wanted to taste the flower from spring
as the butterflies looked jealous at me
we had a picnic on a grass carpet
it's just a matter of freedom
we are getting used to tasting paradise
when there's love i could drop dead
what a way to stop breathing, across the bridge to your eyes
looking for you everyday, in all my words you smile
Above every living creature flies
beneath all of them swim
and we levitate between elements
take a deep breath before you get submerged
i was never confused since your wake up call
let's go get lost far from our current home
a new mirror will reflect paradise
just like the mirror in your eyes
Gustavo Cerati - Raíz
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