Today get your cinnamon and pray nToday get your cinnamon and pray nFor the beauty of our land and nFor the secrets, for the moments nThat we use to share nnLeather, covers, broken glasses, nPlaying music and the rain, nAirplanes, morbid phrases turning into dust nnSpinning around, swimming, jumping nIn a world of sound, you are always nIn my favourite dreams, nLovely, tender and proud nYou may be nRunning around, searching, looking for something nTo find while I'm still here waiting for you, nDo you see me at all my sweet sweet sweet love? nnToday there is nothing left to say nToday there is nothing left to say nWe all know that nJust a word can break as into pieces nSo that we cannot forget nnLeather, covers, broken glasses, nPlaying music and the rain, nAirplanes, morbid phrases turning into dust nnSpinning around, swimming, jumping nIn a world of sounds nYou are always in my favourite dreams, nLovely tender and proud nYou may be nRunning around searching, looking for something nTo find while I'm still here waiting for you, nDo you see me at all my sweet love? nnBlack and white photographs, nDirty clothes, two guitars nDirty clothes, two guitars… nnSpinning around, swimming, jumping nIn a world of sounds you are always in my favourite nDreams, lovely tender and proud nYou may be nRunning around searching, looking for something to find nWhile I'm still here waiting for you nDo you see me at all my sweet sweet sweet love?