Your rich sky

You and I
we made your rich sky
were we had no right to go
oh who could tell,
the name
the place where
we would be lying...?
I think that I will never want
to know...

You and I
we made that rich sky
where we really had no right at all
and now
its run and over taken
all our lives
I think that I will never want
to take that fall.
I don't want to bask
under the sky
that we made
for you,
like so many lies
I don't want to ride
the luxurius skies,
that we went and forced
for to rise up...

Well, you and I
we made our rich sky
where we really had no right to go
and now
its run and over taken
all our lives,
I wish that I could turn
and tell you,
no...