When outside, it hails and thunders;
and the clouds look like lead
when the sky cries out, it groans
Inside a book, I hide myself
When the fog envelops the city
and the machines, scream, ring
when I'm down, and it just doesn't work
Between sounds and words, I hide myself
I read and travel slowly I move away,
With a dream in his pocket and a book in his hand.
Beyond the stars, beyond the seas
beyond my present, my tomorrow
Like in a dream, like in a game
rivers of ink, I sail and swim
When the world is in a hurry, it doesn't listen to me, it doesn't wait for me
When I feel alone, with a tight knot in my throat,
on the pages of the book I will cast my eyes,
as in a warm nest, my heart will feel
Beyond the stars, beyond the seas
beyond my present, and my tomorrow
Like in a dream, like in a game
rivers of ink, I sail and swim
beyond boredom, and sadness,
beyond my land, my every certainty
like a kite, towards the blue
On paper wings, I fly higher and higher
Reading is good, it opens the doors of the soul
it is a gift, a seed that will make roots in the heart
Beyond the stars, beyond the seas
beyond my present, my tomorrow
Like in a dream, like in a game
rivers of ink, I sail and swim
beyond boredom, and sadness
beyond my land, and all my certainty
like a kite, towards the blue
On Paper Wings, I fly higher and higher
On paper wings, I fly higher and higher,
higher and higher.
