Caminaré

You want a square world, I'm all curves, round, oval-shaped
You always see everything clearly, I see it blurred
You look for a paved world, I want to put my feet in the mud
You're fine plastic, I prefer your skin to your dress
I will walk through the world of dreams
The one that doesn't come wrapped, ownerless, roofless

I will walk through the world of dreams
The one that doesn't come wrapped, unrestrained, timeless
You like things overloaded, less is more is tattooed on me
You hear rumors from the glove compartment, my word is my only flag
You have fine words, I speak with gestures, my lordship
The peak is your high, my high is this song
I will walk through the world of dreams, the one that doesn't come