I think of you often, with my eyes of a child. The strength of your look when you looked at me is always there to guide my steps. I think of you, always, when I need love. My roots are lost when you left and my heart is leaning on your memory. Since then I've crossed the oceans to send my pain to the wind to release my anger, at least, to forget it with my embrace. To take mystery from it, to forgive hell, to find the loneliness of a naked child lost at the corner of a street. Since then I've crossed the oceans to send my pain to the wind to release my anger, at least, to forget it with my embrace. I think of you often, with my eyes of a child. Since then I've crossed the oceans to send my pain to the wind to release my anger, at least, to forget it with my embrace. Since then I've crossed the oceans to send my pain to the wind to release my anger, at least, to forget it with my embrace. to forget it with my embrace. There is nothing between us. There is nothing between us.