Idioma Origen:
Estrofa:
Soon after my eyes saw their first beams
I shouted and cried as everyone wanted me to
Since that day I haven’t stopped singing
This song of grief
In different ways
Pre Coro:
Beams of light
Scars of my soul
Coro:
Leaves try to explain
What I do here
What I dream of
What I see
A sad farewell
Beams of light
I can’t be born again
Honesty
And loyalty
Are buried underground
Idioma Destino:
Estrofa:
Soon after my eyes saw their first beams
I shouted and cried as everyone wanted me to
Since that day I haven’t stopped singing
This song of grief
In different ways
Pre Coro:
Beams of light
Scars of my soul
Coro:
Leaves try to explain
What I do here
What I dream of
What I see
A sad farewell
Beams of light
I can’t be born again
Honesty
And loyalty
Are buried underground