A piece of paper
I draw a yellow sun
And with five or six lines
It's easy to make a castle ...

I run the pencil around
Hand and give myself a glove
And if I make it rain
With two risk
I have an umbrella ...

If a drop of ink
Falls into a bit
Blue Paper
In a moment imagine
A beautiful gull
The fly in the sky ...

Goes flying
Skirting the immense
North & South Bend
I go with her
Traveling Hawaii
Beijing and Istanbul
Pinto a sailboat
White sailing
It is both sky and sea
A blue kiss ...

Among the clouds
Has emerged a beautiful
Plane pink and garnet
All around coloring
With its lights flashing ...

Just imagine and it is
Leaving, serene and beautiful
If we want
He'll land ...

A piece of paper
I paint a ship
Match
With some good friends
Drinking well with life ...

From one to another America
I can pass a second
Turning a simple compass
And I make a circle the world ...

A boy walks
And walking comes the wall
And there right in front
The wait for us
The future is ...

And the future is a spaceship
We try to fly
No time, no mercy
Nor has time to reach
Without permission
Changes our life
And then invites
To laugh or cry ...

On this road we must not
Know or see what's coming
The end of it nobody knows
Well for sure where it ends
Let us all
In a beautiful walkway
A watercolor
That one day short
Discolor ...

A piece of paper
I draw a yellow sun
(What discolor!)
And with five or six lines
It's easy to make a castle
(What discolor!)
Turning a simple compass
In a circle I
The World
(What discolor !)...