Gigante

Giant and still so small.
At night, it can fly.
Dreams can come true
Yes, when the sun goes down,
It lights up a blues.

May the light not go out today.
May that song not go out.
May the head lose reason.
As a child, I want to be like you.

Singing to the stars.
Always living in your ways;
Winning the war against sorrows
With paper and no flags.

May you always endure your bones.
May the mirrors die.
Crossing from north to south.

May we continue to be partners
In dreaming awake.
As a child, I want to be like you.