As i wake up
to the soft sound of a mistery flute
like comes to tell me
about the rising sun,
i wonder if you can hear it
to insure that the storm is gone.

i need you maestro
to keep on playing
'till the day will be
bright as a shiny spark on water,
'till the bitter taste will be replaced
by sugar in my mouth,
like colors of your life.

as i close my eyes
to the soft, silky sound of a mistery piano
like comes to kiss me,
come to kiss me kisses of the night,
i wonder if you know
that i'll wait 'till tomorrow
to feel those feelings once again
that your orchestra is making
just for me.

in those moments
before i fall a sleep
i can hear the guitar, from far.
she's helping me forget how hard
was living in the silence of my life,
but now she's playing with me,
i became her music,
but she loves the silence.

i need you maestro
to keep on playing
'till the day will be
bright as a shiny spark on water,
'till the bitter taste will be replaced
by sugar in my mouth,
like colors of your life.

i need you maestro
to keep on playing
as hard as you can,
don't let the music vanish
from my senses.
i need you, keep on playing,
your music set me free,
your music died with me.