When I saw myself inside a labyrinth
With syllables of love all on the floor
But you arrive, speaking softly
And you say sorry if we resemble
You arrive—what planet are you from?
Serene eyes, complicated soul
To transform the sound of anger
A kiss on the forehead and then on the lips
The wonder of being alike
The tenderness of being alike
The protection in being alike
I don't ask myself anymore
If there'll be somebody to spread the net
Whoever flies learns to mock their falls
And so you do, softly hiding
The cough and the heart in the same hand
To transform the sound of anger
A kiss on the forehead and then on the lips
The wonder of being alike
The tenderness of being alike
You come and let
The fear of falling vanish
Free and prisoners of the same cage
A kiss on the forehead and then on the lips
The wonder of being alike
The tenderness of being alike
The emotion of being alike