Aprendiendo a vivir

Here I am, waiting for the embrace of life. In the end, of a double essence. Almost tiptoeing,
with your same doubts biting my heart.

Here I am, with bare feet and still empty hands. Shamelessly, with my chest pounding in my shirt. Not really knowing what I want, not knowing if what I feel is love.

Learning to live and to start each day, with so much desire for you that I die if you look at me. Learning to fight against my rebellion, trying to be true to the voice of my inner self.

Here I am, breathless in the desert of my bed
every dawn, to get on the train everyone talks about. So sincere, so naive. No turning back, no remedy. Like you, like you.

Learning to live and to start each day, with so much desire for you that I die if you look at me. Learning to fight against my rebellion, trying to be true to the voice of my inner self.

Beyond those clouds, I know that blue skies will appear, that I will never forget my first love.

Learning to live and to start each day, with so much desire for you that I die if you look at me. Learning to fight against my rebellion, trying to be true to the voice of my inner self, that screams inside me. Learning to live.