LITTLE HORNS AND BIRTHDAY CAKES

Little horns and birthday cakes
A big garden and a little dog
Wide smiles, one call and your voice
Waking now or later, one simple choice

These little things are the things
That make me feel that
My walking ground is getting softer
That I have more things I want to offer
That I'm learning in every time of laughter

A little shadow that covers my face
A dragon-shaped cloud and grass on me feet
This precious time with everyone I meet
Twenty beers and nothing to eat

These little things are the things
That make me feel that
My walking ground is getting softer
That I have more things I want to offer
That I'm learning in every time of laughter

I do not need you to recognize my face
I do not need your opened arms and fall in grace
I do not need your bliss, your limousines
I need your skin, your smile, your regrets
Your lies, your pardons, your caresses
I need my life, my love, my family
I need all that is within me.