Bajo El Sol Y Frente a Diós Lyrics

I ask myself, when I should leave
From this world to the land of my home
But when I hear the wind testifying
That the time is not over for me
I won't sail on the wind of dreams
'cause tomorrow I may play the joke
I'd be unlucky for the rest of my days
If I drift myself into dreams and lows

Then I need someone. whose love could never die
Like the peaceful joy of love, It never dies
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I should see and I should forgive
Through the night from sharing our life
But someone who rises the shallows of a right
You see cracks as swain on the wind

I won't sail on the wind of dreams
'cause tomorrow I may play the joke
I don't want to be slave of this world
'cause tomorrow I could be the nuts and...
It may not to be live
It may not to be done
It may not to be live
It may not to be...