Words ... words Listen to me while dancing with me .. words are not like other words Take me from under my arm .. and puts me in a cloud And I'm like a child in his hand a feather carried by the breeze .. He leads me in the summer sun .. guide me .. and a flock of swallows Tell me I equate his masterpiece and thousands of stars And that I treasure and I saw one of the most beautiful paintings Build me a palace of illusion ... I do not where I live Only a few moments And come back ... come back to my desk I go back to my desk Nothing with me Nothing with me But words Words are not like other words Nothing with me only words Words .. words .. words