Silence on the road
I don't need any gold
Intense blue rock ground
To discover infinity
Things around
A poem to the sea I tried to write
Sons, different languages, new friends
I'm talking about our Nexpa's day
Looking at the pictures of all the seas
Where we were together
Now I can see
I can ride my bike and go wherever I want
Silence on the road
I don't need a fellow solded
...close friends that've gone
I don't care, I want to run...