Sometimes I rise, I do a thousand somersaults
Sometimes I lock myself behind open doors
Sometimes I tell you why this silence
And the thing is that sometimes I am yours and sometimes of the wind
Sometimes a thread and sometimes a hundred
And there are times in my life, I swear I think
Why is it so difficult to feel like I feel?
To feel the way I feel is difficult
Sometimes I look at you and sometimes you leave me
You lend me your wings, you check your footprints
Sometimes for everything although you never fail me
Sometimes I am yours and sometimes no one's
Sometimes I really swear that I feel
Not giving you your whole life, giving you only those moments
ÃÂWhy is it so difficult? easy?, living alone is that
Living alone is that, why is it so difficult?
When no one sees me I can be or not be
When no one sees me I put the world upside down
When no one sees me it doesn't limit my skin
When no one sees me I can be or not be
When no one sees me
Sometimes I rise, I do a thousand cartwheels
Sometimes I lock myself behind open doors
Sometimes I tell you why this silence
And the thing is that sometimes I am yours and sometimes I am the wind
I write to you from the depths of my own existence
Where the desires are born, the infinite essence
There are things that are very much yours that I do not understand
And there are things that are so mine but I don't see them
I guess I think I don't have them
Pouring my life the verses light up
That in the dark I can feel it, not true
Don't turn on the lights because I'm naked
The soul and the body
When no one sees me I can be or not be
When no one sees me I look like your skin
When no one sees me I think of her too
When no one sees me I think of her too< br/>When no one sees me I can be or not to be
When no one sees me I can be or not to be
When no one sees me it does not limit my skin
When no one sees me I can be or not to be
When no one sees me, my skin does not limit me
I can be, I can be or not to be
When no one sees me
Sometimes I rise, I do a thousand cartwheels
I lock you in my eyes behind open doors
Sometimes I tell you why this silence
And sometimes I am yours and sometimes the wind
Sometimes the wind< br/>And sometimes of time

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