THE FABULA
Salta La Banca
THE FABLE
I still trust the sky
I still look at it and believe in it
And he has told me that there is
another parallel on earth
It's the sky of your eyes
Bearer of infinite colors
He has managed to give me suns
And take me out of this gray storm
My longed-for joy has become a fact
This love has no limits: this madness has no ceiling
I still trust the water
Accurate, it doesn't make mistakes at all
And it tells me that there is purity
Similar to its essence
To look for it, it's in your soul
It's then that I break this armor
and willing to risk it all
I let your wind take me
You have turned that rock into a heart again
I'm getting lost in your mouth. It's like this: I'm happy in your season.
