You baby, you will like the sky
The pillows and the cotton
Falling upwards, you baby, you will like the sky
You baby, you will like closed eyes
The muscles and the start of my hand
Reversing tornado, you baby, you will like the sky
You baby, you will like the ice
The corners and the center transparent
Sliding water flow, dripping, unable to contain the heat
And when life become serious, you baby, will be held - in that hand too
And when life becomes tedious, you baby, will slip - in that water too
And when life continues, you baby, will sleep in that mattress too
You baby, you will like the sky
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