Analysis of Amélia

With her feet she wanted to dance in the hot ashes
Jump from a tall tower and dive into the sea
Even the girl knew she could drown
Singed all your disappointments and painted new memories

The body that was seen every day more delicate
Be on earth with your fingers covered in clay
Falling headlong into deep waters
Amelia never knew how to swim

Everything Amelia touched, what made her wake up?
In these days my beautiful little doll is crying
It was the moment I wanted to hug you the most

I will never be able to touch
closer I can be
And being more surprised than I could have imagined

When I saw them cry
It breaks me down to see that the night for them doesn't stop praying
As pure as your gaze
Nothing but surprises can wait

I'm proud just thinking
And imagine that they are angry with her
Poor little Amelia