Water,
oh water
i need your sweet caress...
When...
i am a sick child, a sad man;
i am an eagle without wings.
i taste my pain day after day,
and i feel an old blade...
then, then i am sure...
i want your strength.
Storm in my mind,
storm in my eyes and in my soul.
the song of the rain is my charm.
While...
i am a fool in this white room;
i am a dolphin with no sea.
i taste my pain day after day,
and i feel an old blade...
then, then i am sure...
i want your strength.