In the heart of the nicest human being

What can we do for our lives,

to make them easier to stand?

Could we ever see the light

that comes right from the Sun?

Will its heart stand the ice

that will cover its warm skin,

after the world sees in your eyes,

the purest worship to humankind?

Will the rivers reach the seas

after having caught your smell,

without getting blind to see

how you reflect on them?

Will the fire destroy the trees

after having enlightened your gaze?

Will the clouds rain over the streets

after having wet your face?

Will the fruits grow up again

after having touched your teeth?

Will there be a goal to attend

after having tasted your lips?

Will you ever remember these days…

when we still think of us together?

Will our heart endure this race?

Are these dreams to last forever?

Will the joys of all those years

we thought would come alive,

come over all the bitter tears

we dropped night after night?

Will all those times we cried

be the prelude of future smiles?

Will the life reward the sighs

my heart still keeps inside?

Will our dreams become the trains

would go through lands we’ve never seen…

where we could break our chains

to fly to worlds where we’d have wings?

Will I ever have a second chance

that lets me answer such a thing?

Will my heart just find a place

in the heart of the nicest human being?