Santo
Marina Sena
Saint
Today I was born again
And I'm not sure if I knew yesterday
I breathe the air again and I know well
The colors that touch me
Hairs on my body jump from my skin
I feel a loose way and I don't know
I wanted to be an angel and read our story, and
The way of someone who runs, I suffer on the road
Beautiful is the path, faith that will come
A saint to show me
That I am already an angel and saw my freedom
The way of someone who runs, I suffer on the road
Beautiful is the path, faith that will come
A saint to show me
That I am already an angel and saw
Today I was born again
And I'm not sure if I knew yesterday
I breathe the air again and I know well
The colors that touch me
Hairs on my body jump from my skin
I feel a loose way and I don't know
I wanted to be an angel and read our story, and
The way of someone who runs, I suffer on the road
Beautiful is the path, faith that will come
A saint to show me
That I am already an angel and saw my freedom
The way of someone who runs, I suffer on the road
Beautiful is the path, faith that will come
A saint to show me
That I am already an angel and saw
Today I won't think anymore if it comes, it doesn't come
I plan for solitude
Today I won't feel anymore what it doesn't have
Today I won't think anymore if it comes, it doesn't come
I plan for solitude
Today I won't feel anymore what it doesn't have
