Silence on the road I don't need any gold Intense blue rock ground To discover infinity Things around A poem to the sea I tried to write Sons, different languages, new friends I'm talking about our Nexpa's day Looking at the pictures of all the seas Where we were together Now I can see I can ride my bike and go wherever I want Silence on the road I don't need a fellow solded ...close friends that've gone I don't care, I want to run...