(Loureiro, Bittencourt)
On the sand, by the sea
I left my heart to shed my grief
A vulture came begging me:
- Feed me with this piece of meat!
I won`t give away
Something I need
On a garden nursery
I let my fancy wander free
Children playing around a tree
Sharing apples happily
Come and rest with me
Lay your hands on dreams
I`ll wait here by your side
`till you fall asleep
I`ll wait until you cry
All over me the tears you hide inside...
