That the work and free time, was blue
you'd dream to listen to "water is wide"
and you'd try to fly with that angel's voice
Eva Cassidy and Itaca, for our life
Hard ways to run, crazy rows to discover
slippery words, skate towards dreams
sweat and tears to be, in the end, open mind
self-interesteds, in dark cave, read an write
I would be our time if we lost gold chains
we walk to not run behind slighty sparkle
in the horizon, she sings us, another time
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