Uneori imi vine
Sa rup bucati din Vise si sa le rontai ca pe niste bomboane,
Sa fie dulci-acrisoare si sa imi coloreze limba-n rosu,
Sa torn glazura de ciocolata peste Speranta si sa o mananc inainte de masa, tocmai ca sa-mi stric pofta de mancare,
Sa storc Dragostea, sa adaug apa si 2 linguri de zahar, sa fac o limonada buna, buna, sa o beau si la sfarsit sa-mi ling buzele.

Our dreams, and they are made out of real things
Like a, shoebox of photographs
With sepiatone loving
Love is the answer,
At least for most of the questions in my heart
Like why are we here? And where do we go?
And how come it’s so hard?
It’s not always easy and
Sometimes life can be deceiving
I’ll tell you one thing it’s always better when we’re together

*Jack Johnson – Better together