I put a little imagination
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It was not a miracle with forgiveness from God
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I never felt that strength in me
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Without vanity without ego or ambition
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I tell you more I don't know if with value
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But courage and hope yes
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In your look I cured my fever
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and it was suddenly
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The shipwrecks I have swallowed
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And the wounds no longer hurt
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without being noticed
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I look at you and it's without being noticed
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And the truth that was in me
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and that it was immense
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I was imprisoned by the routine
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without being noticed
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I look at you and it's without being noticed
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And the lie that was in me that was intense
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Disappear, just die
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And fears disguise themselves and hide so as not to see the sun
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And they get scared oh uh…
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It wasn't luck that taught me
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I tied myself to the force that lived in me
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With seven keys of imagination
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He won my longing and my hope
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Beat my mind unleashed
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And so I escaped from those clutches
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And I threw thousands of letters and words into the fire
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Treasures that are worthless compared to your soul
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without being noticed
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I look at you and it's without being noticed
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And the truth that was in me is so immense
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Of the promises is imprisoned
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without being noticed
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I look at you and it's without being noticed
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And the truth that was in me is so intense
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He is no longer afraid of what he wants
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He has gotten rid of the disguise with which he hides his gaze
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He has given himself up to the illusion of fighting for what he loves
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Hearts that are sought in those early mornings
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They are hearts, they are mountains
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They don't hide, they talk to each other
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without being noticed
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I look at you and it's without being noticed
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And the truth that was in me is so intense
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Of the promises is imprisoned
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without being noticed
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I look at you and it's without being noticed
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And the truth that was in me and that was immense
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He is no longer afraid of what he wants
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He has thrown off the disguise in which he hid himself
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Don't be scared, no
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Don't be scared, no |