What a mistery
How I live in this world that I do not understand
without being able to define so many torments
that are passed without reason
What a mistery
one is born and does not remember that day
is growing and on the path of life
how many things will happen
Oh what a mystery
the birth and the dying that is the life
because we are going to live other lies
there is nothing else in reality
this world
every day he sinks more in his mistakes
to make us live their troubles
falsehood disappointments
What a mistery
the birth and the dying that is the life
because we are going to live other lies
there is nothing else in reality
CHORUS
(What a mystery that I can not understand)
If one is born and does not remember that day
and on the path of life everything can happen
If even in love there is a mystery
and the pleasure confuses us
I can not understand if this world every day
it is more difficult to understand
Things get more complicated
but it does not take away the courage for me to grow
Because living so many lies we live reality.
Only among all we can make this a better place :)