It is not the air you breathe,
Not even the color of your skin.
But the way you speak
                      Makes me feel real...
The move of your hands
Involves me with sand/
The color of your eyes
Makes me fly through free skies

Take me with your words
To that place made of gold.
Let's dance with the moonlight,
Let's swim into the sun...
We will be melting my love.