I pray that from somewhere you can look at me

Never seen something like that before
I think it’s what all good men deserve
 It means that beauty exists
Do you know what beauty is?

So I try to catch it in my mind
To call back it to me every time
Life is to steal little pieces
Of the good things we are living

Sun already colors season 
Though it seems still in prison 
And I keep attention to all the gold rays 

It’s what I need to be me 
Sometimes to feel really free 
I pray that from somewhere you can look at me 

It’s my habit to despise the world
When all my hopes seems only to fall
But the more I go on this way
The more I will kill my faith

Yes I remember you so well
Even if it’s 4 years you have left
And I have all still to learn
Without you I am alone

Sun already colors season 
Though it seems still in prison 
And I keep attention to all the gold rays 

It’s what I need to be me 
Sometimes to feel really free 
I pray that from somewhere you can look at me