Flying to the sky she walks on thin air Trying to realize why we can't see What is hidden in the stars With her calm and quiet ways She dances the happiness But what she really brings inside Is the sadness So she wants to be free and completely ethereal We can't feel her, but she can feels the presence of everything Belonging to everything She can feel when the soul breaks free and delivers itself to the scent of the win, the colors, the flowers. But even if invisible she leaves her trace in an indelible way, occupying every place Leaving the rare sensation that something inexplicable and enigmatic happens to those who comes across her path...