With mistakes and obstinacy,
Every one of us carries his life,
In his own way.
When you are beautiful deep inside yourself,
One of the other day, someone will see you,
In his own way.
Even in the rain, on bad days,
I followed the line of love,
In my own way.
Because of all the sorrow that I carry with me
I put my heart on quarantine,
In my own way.
My life, my life, I have just one
but I want it free and without law,
I have the right to want it so because life is mine.
My life, my life,
It tells me stories,
But life is better than a song,
Better than glory.
My life isn't really my life.
It belongs to those who have chosen me,
In their own way,
Leaving my name in the streets,
I put my happiness above all,
In my own way.
And in the evening, when definitively I'll go,
Finally, I'll do it,
In my own way.
I'd like to, at the very last minute,
Bid adieu to the sun,
In my own way.
My life, my life, I have just one,
but I want it free and without any law,
I have the right to want it so because life is mine.
My life, my life,
It tells me stories,
But I don't care, even when I'm on my knees,
I want to believe in it,
In my own way...