Sonho de Ícaro
Byafra
Icarus Dream
Fly, fly
Rise, rise
Go wherever
Descend until the sky falls
Or change color
Gas angels
Illusion wings
And a bold dream
Like a balloon
In the air, in the air
I am like this
Lighthouse shine
Beyond the rest
Bitter end
Simply Sun
Good rock
Or maybe jazz
Sound over sound
Much more, much more
What comes out of me
Comes from the pleasure
Of wanting to feel
What I can't have
What makes me
Be who I am
Is liking to go
Where no one goes
From the high heart
Higher heart
Live, live
And not pretend
Hide in the gaze
Ask for no more
Than allow
Games of chance
Lunar faun
Shadows in the basement
And a vulgar show
Every summer
Run away my dear
To be happy
Only in the South Pole
I won't change
From my country
Nor wear blue
Make the sign
Sing a song
Sentimental
In any key
Repeating love
Already satisfies
Inside the chocolate
There's an extra liqueur
Go until one day
Finally arrives
When the Sun melts
The wax to the end
From above, heart
Higher, heart
Make the sign
Sing a song
Sentimental
In any key
Repeating love
Already satisfies
Inside the chocolate
There's an extra liqueur
Go until one day
Finally arrives
When the Sun melts
The wax to the end
From above, the heart
Higher, the heart
