A camel eats a strawberry,
but the strawberry stays there,
like a smile in the middle of the desert,
a little bit of sweetness in the middle of nowhere.
Here is the camel, here is the strawberry,
a story that unfolds,
the strawberry remains, the camel becomes small,
in a world that seems like a dream.
Here is the camel, here is the strawberry,
a game between earth and sky,
the strawberry is alive, the camel is alone,
a little bit of magic in a real world.
A camel crosses the desert,
but the strawberry stays there,
like a little hidden treasure,
in the middle of the sand and the sun.
Here is the camel, a long and hard journey,
but the strawberry is always a little bit of sweetness.
Here is the camel, here is the strawberry,
a mystery between land and sea,
the strawberry is alive, the camel is gone,
a little hope in a dark world.
Here is the camel, here is the strawberry,
a game between past and future,
the strawberry is alive, the camel is far away,
a little magic in a new world.