I belong to the songs
Before myself and you
Lies this voice
Before you ask why
Remember us
Listen this song on the radio
One about love
Bigger than me
Or than you
I belong to those who listen a singer
That feels alone and opens up their chest
And says 'Things are really like that'
Maybe someone, dear,
Without this flame in their throat
May be able to follow you
As I live and keep
With my heart
The joy of singing
I belong to the songs
Before myself and you
Lies this voice
Before you ask why
Remember us
Listen this song on the radio
One about love
Bigger than me
Or than you
I belong to those who listen a singer
That feels alone and opens up their chest
And says 'Things are really like that'
Maybe someone, dear,
Without this flame in their throat
May be able to follow you
As I live and keep
With my heart
The joy of singing