My life took place in the midst of work and routine
From bottom to top in the jungle of claws and thorns
And so I grew up with this crazy world day by day?.
I wanted to be dove and to be able to fly
I wanted to be the sun and to be able to burn
Your cheeks in a kiss and for you to feel what I feel
I wanted to be the path in your walk
I wanted to be your night and your wake up
A lover from a novel, a sprig of violets?
The twists of life were closing in on my lair
In this character that they were accusing of being savage
And so I was growing up with this crazy world day by day?
I wanted to be a dove and be able to fly
I wanted to be the sun and be able to burn
Your cheeks in a kiss and for you to feel what I feel
I wanted to be a path in your walk
I wanted to be your night and your awakening
A novel lover, a sprig of violets?
I wanted to be much more in your life?
I wanted to be I? I wanted to be me?
I wanted to be a dove and to be able to fly
I wanted to be the sun and to be able to burn
Your cheeks in a kiss and for you to feel what I feel
I wanted to be the path in your walk
I wanted to be your night and your awakening
A novel lover, a sprig of violets?

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