Idioma Origen:
Oooooh...
Well, they left then in the morning
A hundred pairs of wings, in the light, moved together
Oooooh...
In the colors of the morning
I looked to the clouds in the cirrus sky and they'd gone
Across the marshes
Across the fields below
Oooooh...
I fell through the vines and I hoped they would catch me below
Oooooh...
If only to take me with them there
Tell me the part that shines in your heart on the wind
Across the marshes
Across the fields below
Oooooh...
I fell through the vines and I hoped they would catch me below
Oooooh...
And the reeds blew in the morning
Take me along to the places you've gone when my eyes looked away
Tell me the song that you sing in the trees in the dawning
Tell me the part that shines in your heart and the rays of love forever
Please take me there
Aaaaah...
Idioma Destino:
Oooooh...
Well, they left then in the morning
A hundred pairs of wings, in the light, moved together
Oooooh...
In the colors of the morning
I looked to the clouds in the cirrus sky and they'd gone
Across the marshes
Across the fields below
Oooooh...
I fell through the vines and I hoped they would catch me below
Oooooh...
If only to take me with them there
Tell me the part that shines in your heart on the wind
Across the marshes
Across the fields below
Oooooh...
I fell through the vines and I hoped they would catch me below
Oooooh...
And the reeds blew in the morning
Take me along to the places you've gone when my eyes looked away
Tell me the song that you sing in the trees in the dawning
Tell me the part that shines in your heart and the rays of love forever
Please take me there
Aaaaah...