Corda Bamba
Malibu Studios
Tightrope
Ah, if I could tell you everything that goes through and what I feel at dusk
I wouldn't be what I think and strong enough to have myself
And who would say that flying would be so difficult for those who believe
And who saw and who sees, above the sky the limit
Let it be, and whatever is meant to happen
Happens, comes from there
Let the will be
And forget, let it be
That whatever is meant to happen
Happens, comes from there
Let the will be
Living on a tightrope and not to fall
I brought flowers to try to impress you
I hope you understand why I disappeared
It's because my head spins and doesn't leave its place
Living on a tightrope and not to fall
I brought flowers to try to impress you
I hope you understand why I disappeared
It's because my head spins and doesn't leave its place
The path of good is so complicated and not for just anyone, no no no
I know, something is wrong, because I feel fear
And it hasn't even darkened yet
And even if the sky closes, I will resist with faith
I am more myself
And whoever comes won't know anything about what happened
Living on a tightrope and not to fall
I brought flowers to try to impress you
I hope you understand why I disappeared
It's because my head spins and doesn't leave its place
Living on a tightrope and not to fall
I brought flowers to try to impress you
I hope you understand why I disappeared
It's because my head spins and doesn't leave its place
