Calmaria e Vendaval

I cry and sing, I kill and die,
I run between good and evil.
Unintentionally I make of life
Calm and gale,
Little bird and wild eagle,
Gentle breeze and storm.
Seeing the day fading,

I see the night dawn.
I spend time looking
For someone who can answer me
How can someone live
Without anyone to die for..

One finds a path,
Just a matter of looking.
If a straight line is in the sky,
A curve is in the sea.
You just don't find a way out
When death comes to take you.