A day by the sea,
the saddest song,
He heard a sorrow cry to a soul.
And for the soul it was,
vibrating the tune,
moved and gentle, amazed.
'' What a pity you cry '' (what a pity you cry)
He told him the song,
'' that you have changed my heart in grace ''
'' What does it help me? ''
He answered a sob,
'' virtue if I do not have a beautiful song ''
I suspect that today I start to be a song,
and I have the impression,
that I will be your sun, if I can be your song,
I suspect that today I start to be a song
if dry a cry, if dry a cry.
(x2)
A day by the sea,
a soul heard his voice,
and a tune found its reason.
It was the day it happened,
the enchanted truth,
the melody and the soul in love.
The soul with song (the soul with song)
illuminated your home (your home)
and the song with soul echo to fly, aaaaaa ...
Since then the two,
they lived more slowly,
despite his time and space.
I suspect that today I start to be a song,
and I have the impression,
that I will be your sun if I manage to be your song,
I suspect that today I start to be a song,
if dry a cry, if dry a cry.
(x2)
Only among all we can make this a better place :)