The boy flies with the music
And travels alone to listen
To the F that vibrates in
Harmony with the planet

The boy flies, wants to imagine
That he moves ahead at the speed
Of the sea, he will hear the whole symphony of the planet
Because when he flies far
The distance reduces and the wind
Brings him back home again

The boy flies with the music
And travels alone to listen
To the F that vibrates in harmony with the planet
That goes, that goes
Vibrating in harmony with the planet
I went forward without direction
Far from home
Until moving to a distant place
In search of the F
That will make him return

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