Yes teacher, I'm just a kid... playing with words... with the life...

Yes teacher, the romantics are fools
But also are full,
of feelings
of truths,

of incredible worlds, words,
we are dreamers you know
we live healing  the heart
going deep on the souls

No ground, no air
No nothing,
But everything is here
Surrounding

Beyond the feelings
any kind of feelings
Again, the feelings

Let the dead poets dead,
Search the new, so mad,
feel the sunlight,
moonlight,

Feel the flowing life,
go to the south,
go to the north,
Live and let grow, nice.