Aquarela

On any sheet
I draw a yellow Sun
And with five or six lines
It's easy to make a castle

I run the pencil around
My hand and give myself a glove
And if I make it rain
With two strokes
I have an umbrella

If a little drop of ink
Falls on a blue piece of paper
In an instant I imagine
A beautiful seagull flying in the sky

It's flying, circling
The immense north-south curve
I'm traveling with it
Hawaii, Beijing or Istanbul
I paint a sailboat
Gently sailing
There's so much sky and sea
In a blue kiss

Among the clouds is emerging
A beautiful pink and maroon airplane
Coloring everything around
With its flashing lights

Just imagine and it's taking off
Calm and beautiful
And if we want
It will land

On any sheet
I draw a departing ship
With some good friends
Drinking in harmony with life

From one America to another
I can pass in a second
I turn a simple compass
And in a circle I make the world

A boy walks
And walking reaches the wall
And right there in front waiting
For us the future is

And the future is a spaceship
That we try to pilot
It has no time or mercy
Nor does it have a set time to arrive

Without asking permission
It changes our lives
And then invites
To laugh or cry

On this road it's not for us
To know or see what will come
No one knows the end of it
Exactly where it will lead

Let's all walk
On a beautiful catwalk
Of a watercolor that one day finally
Will fade

On any sheet
I draw a yellow Sun
That will fade

And with five or six lines
It's easy to make a castle
That will fade

I turn a simple compass
In a circle I make the world
That will fade