Huge storms, your hand and mine
You have something... i dont know what it is
Theres so much harmony in your fantasy..., and a touch of mistery, my limit.
I keep some memories that I shouldn't keep, I don't know it, what can I do?
It happens to all of us: the monotony
It defeat us in battle sometimes.
Sometimes, sometimes, sometimes...
Thats why, my life, for the day by day, for teaching me to see a bluer sky, for being my partner and giving me your energy, in a lifetime won't fit my grattitude.
For putting up with my bad times and crazes, for keeping my secrets in any chest,
I want to be, for just one time, able to both winning and losing
Forgive me if you see me losing my composure.
I really appreciate that you were mine.
If you see that my song doesn't result
Let me know and i pick up the melancholy... melancholy.
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I will leave an ilussion,
Wrapped in a promise of eternal passion;
A hope painted in a ses of cardboard;
A new world that is still where you placed it.
You are that woman
For whom I am, a man capable of loving,
Living every second the first time, knowing that you loved me and everything you gave me.
Retain my memory of piracy,
Spill the secrets, open that chest.
Let's remain accomplice in companionship of what you gave me under the blue sky.
For putting up with my bad times and crazes
For the secrets that you keep,
I want to be, for one time, able to win and lose.
I apologize if i kept my composure.
You dont know what it meant that you were mine.
I understand that you use up all your sweetnes, but dont ask me, girl, for melancholy...., melancholy
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