Aquela Nuvem
Gilliard
That Cloud
That cloud passing up there is me
That boat sailing out to sea is me
That leaf wandering through the streets is me
Looking for you
How I wish to be that Sun that burns you
That clothing that covers your body
The wind that possesses you
And that water that bathes you
Only then could I get closer to you
Without needing to confess what I try to hide
And I suffer, and it's not right, and I've been doing everything
So no one knows
