Dreaming of flying and always needing
New sensations to erase a memory
And there is no sky, without stars if I stay
With closed eyes and beyond, beyond the clouds I look

Yet joy, if I think that I'm alive
Even in the midst of chaos
Yet joy, if I think that since yesterday
I'm still standing

Thinking of feeling bad not having respect
Towards those who are worse off, towards those who are already dead

Yet joy, if I think that I'm alive
Even in the midst of chaos
Yet joy, if I think that since yesterday
I'm still standing

Lying on a meadow and breathing in the light
Getting lost in a flower and finding oneself feeling
The smell of summer, the effort of the climbs
To appreciate them better, when they will be descents

Yet joy, if I think that I'm alive
Even in the midst of chaos
Yet joy, if I think that since yesterday
I'm still standing

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