My soul is following you
like a ghost needs to see his faith,
it came out from me to go behind you
it couldn't stand the pain that you left here
I'll keep hoping resuscitate in a corner of this city
'cause
Coro
your voice can chance all these dead dreams , all this loneliness without course , cause with your voice you paint of color my world
yesterday I dreamt (that) there was a window and
I came in thrugh it , I was happy there , I was shining
with your ligth , I was lost in the blu without cardinal points
,I'll keep hoping resuscitate in a corner of this city
'cause
your voice can chance
all thiese dead dreams , all this loneliness without course
with your voice you paint of color my world
cliffs opening to my feet,
the ones infinites and darkness withouth your being
I throw myself to the empty space and when I breath my soul down withouth the skyn like a paper, you're not here, everything inside of me is dying without wanting to
there is no more , there's no more without you
cause
coro...