| Letra | to keep on continuing to the heart
and to flirt with the intuition
to keep on growing and avoiding the routines..
to keep on dreaming in a corner
to keep on believing that there is a god,
that straightens me up of a pull the aim.
I always go behind what I feel...
every so much I die and here I am..
so many deserts that it crosses, so many short cuts avoid.
so many battles that painted my wounds..
so many fires provoke, so many defeats I proved myself
that does not explain to me as sings still..
and the fact is that I always go behind what I feel...
every so much I die and here I am..
choir:
These days for coming, for this toast for me
for giving him the intuition to my soul
because the days us go away, I want to sing until the end .... in another night as this one I give my life...
So many celebrations resign, so many friends miss..
on so many Sundays much far from my family..
so many pillows I knew, so many songs I learned myself ... that the memories seem to me of other lives...So many celebrations resign, so many friends miss..
on so many Sundays much far from my family..
so many pillows I knew, so many songs I learned myself ... that the memories seem to me of other lives...
I always go behind what I feel...
every so much I die and here I am..
so many drubbing avoid so many treacheries I bought myself..
so many annoyances made me show the teeth..
with thousand hugs I looked after, with thousand loves I recovered..
joining wounds I keep on believing in the people..
I always go behind what I feel...
every so much I die but today not..
choir:
These days for coming, for this toast for me
for giving him the intuition to my soul
because the days us go away, I want to sing until the end .... in another night as this one I give my life...... and in these nights of moon..
where the memories are a dirk
I cling to my guitar and strong singing my prayers .. and any raisin but nothing makes me cry already...
I embrace to my guitar and strong singing my prayers .. and any raisin but nothing is already going to change to me...
these days for coming ... for this toast for me .. for giving him the intuition to my soul..
because the days us go away I want to sing until the end ... in another night as this one ... I give my life... |
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