Sera

In a whisper she said she loved me,
And for me, it was enough,
With safety pins and India ink,
We tattooed ourselves forever.
And love on the grass,
Magically raised the nap.
With cigarette paper,
We made two rings,
We stole flowers in the gallery,
While you laughed like crazy,
And we fell into the dream,
So hard to reach,
Follow your path, it will always be mine,
Follow your path and thus you will be free,
It will be as you want,
It will be better to die of love.
We will climb the highway,
I remember well you told me,
You can look at the horizon,
And see the sun when it hides,
We kissed on a bridge,
And we learned to fly.
Follow your path, it will always be mine,
Follow your path and thus you will be free,
It will be as you want, it will be better to die of love.
Will it be?