Orphans of heaven 
we're here 
always dissatisfied 
the little is not enough 
while too much has already tired us 
we are like that 
always so precarious 
beautiful and damned 
your light can point us again 
what is the way

under this sky that is not enough 
to feel alive 
where you fight 
and then you die 
without dignity 
here we are 
children of this murderous well-being 
children of a poem 
of a prayer of happiness 

Open you heaven 
look down here at the sky 
as blue as you can sky 
that we need a little immense 
rain more sky 
I told you more heaven 
the snow, if anything, the sky 
that covers these shame 
abuses, violence, dirty truths 
You alone can 
you are the sky 

The blessing to these people 
that always moves 
who is not afraid to meet 
hunger and darkness 
a sky that 
wraps under it 
thieves and poets 
desperate humanity 
that too many times will resign 

Warm us heaven 
maybe even you alone 
but you are never stingy 
of stars, sun and sunsets 
sky 

For the madness a sky 
a sky for every age 
for those who are born and those who go a sky 
and rainbows for all 
with all the colors that God gives us 
and he will forgive us 
the horrors 
and keep us away 
anxieties and pains 

Bless actors, musicians, fantasists 
and the circus people 
all these people who communicate happiness 
active, positive, generous 
who always smiles 
were still so 
the world was like that 
there was still love 
here