Barco de Papel
Belanova
Paper Boat
I close my eyes
To be with him
I send him my dreams, in a paper boat
That submerges in the ocean
That gives a direct stream to the heart
And he comes back to me, floating on a song
Where his skin forms the verses
And he comes back to me, wrapped in a sunrise
That awakened in an I love you
The wind blows and speaks to me of you
In that language that makes me smile
And transports me to the place
Where my dreams become real
And he comes back to me, floating on a song
Where his skin forms the verses
And he comes back to me, wrapped in a sunrise
That awakened in an I love you