You were born as your own master, you arrived full of freedom, you were given your own self, reason and heart and a thousand paths to walk... doubt embraces you you must decide, if you look for a dream over another you must give up, the beginning you know which It is, but the end remains to be seen, it is an enigma, if you are doing good or bad, good or bad (x2)
You must create your own destiny, the heart does not take the wrong path, even if sometimes it makes you cry, Fill your history with lived dreams, so that your memory is not made of forgetfulness, and the success or error will be yours alone..
Do not stop if you stumble, always resist and do not look back the strength of the heart, I do not understand confusion, it will make you freer, it will make you reach the end, (x2)
You must create your own destiny, the heart does not take the wrong path, even if sometimes it makes you cry, it fills your story of lived dreams, may your memory not be forgotten, and the success or error will be yours alone...(x2)