When we were still

Cautious children

Hidden in our castles

Where time wasn’t

No burden and still

We’re nothing but children

Dreamin’ of Barcelona

Of blue painters and vines

We grew up in Somesoda

Through the sun of Barcelona

We all can remember the breeze

Drawing circles in the pool

The fear was hushin’ trough the trees

That were shakin’ in the breeze

And now we’re drenched to the bone

And sweatin’ on our own

Before the Art, before Science, before laws

That were sleepin’ in the opening of our jaws

Before Pictures, before Memories

Before the Art, before the Art

You were cryin’ every Sunday

And still you don’t know why

We didn’t need any reasons

And still you were

Just a child

When we were

Dreamin’ of the Art

When we were

Dreamin’ of the Art.