Densa, densa l’aria di questa stanza. C’è la mia testa dentro la nebbia. Densa, densa l’aria nella mia bocca e ogni parola quasi si tocca.
La paladina del sorriso facile che si dispera. Vestita verde tropicale ma sembra una nuvola nera.
I will know when it's time to soar and I will stand after every fall. So let me be wrong, let me be strong. Let me be everything even alone. I will go after brand new dawns.
Probably I'm broken and a little lonely today but my eyes are skies and tonight I decided to rain. All of our thunders will be gone as long as I'm chasing brand new dawns.