Salvaje

My life passed by 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 a dove and be able to fly
I wanted to be the sun and be able to burn
Your cheeks in a kiss and feel what I feel
I wanted to be the path in your walk
I wanted to be your night and your awakening
A lover from a novel, a bunch of violets

Life's turns were closing in on my lair
In this character that they accused of being wild
And so I grew 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 feel what I feel
I wanted to be the path in your walk
I wanted to be your night and your awakening
A lover from a novel, a bunch of violets

I wanted to be much more in your life
I wanted to be me... I wanted to be me...

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 feel what I feel
I wanted to be the path in your walk
I wanted to be your night and your awakening
A lover from a novel, a bunch of violets

(for all those who like the very good music of La Barra, this great song)