La magia del corazón [English translation]

They say that every day's dream,

hide roses filled with thorns,

it pass by on tiptoes,

it pass by on tiptoes.

And in every corner, another sun is hiding.

And the distance becomes shorter between the two.

Feel the magic of the heart.

Every heartbeat will be a colour.

Which may paint the sky of your fantasies.

Which may edit the grey of your melancholy.

If you carry the magic of the heart inside.

And the worn old shoes.

And those kisses that are eternal.

People with nothing, people with luck.

If I'm with you it will never dawn.

Bad watch, good passion,

that take off it's skin.

Feel the magic of the heart.

Every heartbeat will be a colour.

Which may paint the sky of your fantasies.

Which may edit the grey of your melancholy.

If you carry the magic of the heart inside.

Fates that cross depths,

hanging on a thread that moves some god.

The silences become wishes,

that change the direction of every illusion.

When the wind stops the eco of your kisses rises.

Feel the magic of the heart.

Every heartbeat will be a colour.

Which may paint the sky of your fantasies.

Which may edit the grey of your melancholy.

If you carry the magic of the heart inside.