Climbing on the stars
I crossed the sky
Sky is in my stairs
And on my roofs
Phoop, I do not
Want to smoke.

Calling the sea
Crossing the sky
Counting the years
I'm on the road
The road goes nowhere
It's me
Going day and night
And I do not want
the bond to be tight.

Suddenly shocked
I stopped there
And there you are
Waiting for me
Contact continues
And I'm with you
And who are you
Need not be asked
By any shrewd.