A hyperbole of stars falls down from the sky
Worthy of an extraordinary night of any day
While you sleep next to me
I feel so good to the point that
I no longer have thoughts and I have already given you wishes
But the sky induces you to make dreams and prophecies
Ask yourself questions you don't know the answer to
And no dream will ever be able to
Reveal its mysteries and unknowns
Sleep, little darling, sleep, a star will watch.
And who knows what you will be like tomorrow
Who knows if you will still believe in it
In a future to defend
If you too will not have certainties
Looking at the hyperbole of stars in the sky
The night of any day... any.
Don't stop at appearances always look deep inside
A star sometimes only light now
/>And we are the world, we should decide about ourselves
But everyone lost in a frenetic present seeks their own destination
And who knows what you will be like tomorrow
Who knows if you will still believe in it
In a future to defend
If you too will not have certainties
Looking at the hyperbole sky of stars
The night of an ordinary day... oh baby
If you too will not have certainties< br/>Looking at the hyperbole sky of stars
The night of any day... any

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