Although the strom was whipping me
I will follow by foot like an oak in the wind
It will achieve nothing in this life
to twist my way
The soil callapses
and I feel alone
I have to try to stop the fall
and look after the light within me
Already I don't think to rest
because there is a worrier in me
It's my heart
To believe in something es the secret
to go behind a dream
not to lose the magic of love through love.
To believe in something is the secret
and to know that the owner
of my fantasies and my reality
I'm me and nobody else
When you present before me the sadness
I will tell you that you already don't have a place
I will not allow the pain on me
I will fight
Already I don't think to rest
because there is a worrier in me
It's my heart
To believe in something es the secret
to go behind a dream
not to lose the magic of love through love.
To believe in something is the secret
and to know the owner
of my fantasies and my reality
I'm alone
Already I can fly
without no fear
already I will free my self of my cruel prison
already you see, like always to leave the sun
Secret
to go behind a dream
not to lose the magic of love through love
To believe in something secret
and to know that the owner
of my fantasies and my reality
soy yo y nadie más.