Boat In the street guide In the rain, I kid, I play with the running water. Dirty thing, Stupid kid. Gets sick, gets sick, dies!... But I, in the dream, as a child, I'm not afraid: God protects the little ones. A paper boat. Made with any piece of newspaper Facing storm water. I put it in the water, it runs away. I get to catch him, he runs away again: That's all you have. My mean boy dream Want to be lord of a little boat. A universe trying to be free. Stay here with me! Don't go, paper boat! I will protect you from the water that falls from the sky! But the boat is stubborn He insists on lowering the current, To run away from my love and go towards uncertainty. Boats that follow their lives They make their choices, break up in the water. You have to accept it, no pain. And this little boat, that I wanted so much Anchoring in my harbor and making it happy Find other waters, go far away, live...