I’m gonna beA fixed point in the daylightA fuzzy tree in a big and green areaA misunderstanding in the eyes of the curiousA white street in the brightnessA vehement garden, a squall and silenceA blank page about the meaning
An opened sky to the speechless desiresI’m gonna beOlderFinally
To smile to whom i wantI’m gonna beOlderFinally
3000 miles, 2 trains, one bus, 2 boatsAnd the light in the morningAnd the humidity of the meetingAnd a vague feeling aboutThe reason of a so long journeyTo smile to whom i want



























I’m gonna beOlder






Finally

Far down the sea there's a king travelingstarfish glows for the king: "this way, my lord"deep on the sea, oh the king sees the queenheading close to the queen: "we made it, my dear"
Oh the prince's coming in, calling queen and the kingsun shines through, warm water and blueNow wait out a second, there's something coming inking and queen disappear, my prince stays here
It's a tuna or a cod, a submarine how oddI'll wait out there, see if they careA ship with a man, seahorse jumping out of sandsteaming fast as a dream, you stay here my prince
Oh i'll swam through the sea, past that big funny machinei love that game, now catch me if you can