Miel

If I had another luck
So much luck wouldn't have been
Luckily, luck wanted
By luck, to leave me supplied

And if I could stop
I wouldn't have stopped
And if they said forever
I would have interrupted them already

And if I were a roulette
I would go all in on zero
And if I were a kite
I would fly looking at the ground

To have my feet on the ground
And at the same time stay high
If you were who I were
I would step on asphalt until barefoot

Go out to see the world and let the coffee be profitable
Travel to the deepest so your feet never get tired
Call your own flame and ignite it with our skin
For something the water is so pure and for something the honey never expires

And how I would love the grass
If I were a cow
Oh if I were a painter
I wouldn't be one who stands out
I would be one who paints because they want
And they want when they're not painting
Of those who want when they want

To only want different things

And if I were a classic author
They would have stolen my work
And if I were a meal
I would be a Tupperware with leftovers
Oh how I would envy the sea
If I were a river fish
How I would hate to travel
If the whole world were mine

So go out to see the world and let the coffee be profitable
Travel to the deepest so your feet never get tired
Call your own flame and ignite it with our skin
For something the water is so pure and for something the honey never expires

So go out to see the world and let the coffee be profitable
Travel to the deepest so your feet never get tired
Call your own flame and ignite it with our skin
For something the water is so pure and for something the honey never expires