I wish you could look at, I wish you could dream Golden reflections, lights of the north Rivers and deep side, we miss the water We miss your voices, lacks and wind In the month of May we did it our way And now we go down, down, we go down And do you remember the dreams of the highways To love is to run away, to lose and to hide Hey, little sister Why do you cry Everything is old Nothing will die Look at the sunset, oh, that was the feeling Your body was naked, I saw the light And now, you are leaving, well, that is a feeling Forever and ever, and to the night