On the wooden swing
On the next breath
Come and kiss my forehead
'Till my life is in my chest
I'm still longing for the knowledge
Seeing journey as my aim
And if I stop my road to hold you
I will need to start it over again
I had a bad-bad dream
You went away from me
I feared to have this loss
But it's the loss
That set me free
Roads, airplanes and a river's bliss
I rub my feet crossing all these streets
And a thousand places appear in front of me
And a thousand faces go through me
But I am Penelope no more
I am Ulysses
In the long green dress
I had a bad-bad dream
You went away from me
I feared to have this loss
But it's the loss
That set me free