Life in you believe
the fog thins out
and now I see you
It was not easy
out of a past that I washed the soul
almost to make a bit 'torn
Life I believe you
you are so pure
do not know how
the art of defending
and so I spent most of rotolandomi
to avoid having to admit that he had lost
Even the angels know it happens sometimes get dirty
but suffering touches the limit
and so erases everything is reborn and made a flower on a bad
we are angels with wrinkles a little 'fierce cheekbones
perhaps a little 'more tired but more free
pressing of a love that reaches those who want to breathe
Life I believe you
After that I looked for a long time, now I sit
there are revenge, doubt or uncertainty
Now the background is clear, now listening still your love
Even the angels know it happens sometimes get dirty
but suffering touches the limit and so erases all
and is reborn a flower on a fact bad
we are angels with wrinkles a little 'fierce cheekbones
perhaps a little 'more tired but more free
pressing of a love that reaches those who want to breathe.