Huge storms between your hand and mine.
You have something ... don’t know what is it.
There is so much harmony in your fantasy ...
and a touch of mystery, my limit.
I retain a memory that shouldn’t,
I know, what can I do?
it happen to all of us: the monotony
it wins a battle sometimes
sometimes, sometimes, sometimes ...
That’s why, my life, for the day by day,
for teaching me to see the sky bluer,
for being my friend and give me your energy;
in a lifetime won’t fit my gratitude
for putting up with my bad times and manias,
for keeping my secret in any trunk,
I want to be for once
capable to win and lose
Sorry if you see me lose my composure.
Seriously, I appreciate that you were mine.
if you see my song it doesn’t result,
caution me and I’ll pick the melancholy ... melancholy.
I'll leave an illusion;
wrapped in a promise of eternal passion;
a hope painted in a sea of cardboard;
a new world follows, where one day you place it.
You are that woman
for whom I am, a man capable of loving,
living every second as the first time
knowing that you loved me
and everything you gave me.
Retain my memory of piracy
spills the secrets: open that trunk.
Let’s remain accomplice in companionship,
which you gave me under the blue sky.
For enduring my bad times and manias,
for keeping my secrets that you kept
I want to be for once
capable to win and lose
I’m Sorry if I ever kept my composure.
You don’t know what it meant you've been mine.
I understand that use up all your sweetness,
but don’t ask me, girl,
the melancholy…, melancholy.
I'll leave an illusion;
wrapped in a promise of eternal passion;
a hope painted in a sea of cardboard;
a new world follows, where one day you place it.
You are that woman
for whom I am, a man capable of loving,
living every second as the first time
knowing that you loved me
and everything you gave me.
…a new world follows where one day you place it.
You are that woman
for whom I am, a man capable of loving;
living every second as the first time
knowing that you loved me
and everything you gave me.