I DON´T WANT TO BE

I don´t want to be someone
who walking whithout see
I don´t want to be
the fruit´s tree which is not to eat.

I don´t want the world
to go on over me
I don´t want my words
not to let me sleep

I don´t want to go stepping my own deth
I don´t want to walk sleeping
throw on the rise of my life

I´d like to get a place
where all is beuutiful
I´d like to have a stay
where all is delightful

And when all looks like a paradise
I don´t want to find a lie
and not to become cloudy the light of to my life.