Gritenme Priedras Del Campo

I am like the wind that runs
around this world
I walk among many pleasures
I walk among many pleasures
but none of them are mine.

I am like the bird in a cage
imprisoned and sunk in your love
even if the cage is made of gold
even if the cage is made of gold
it is still a prison.

Speak to me mountains and valleys
shout at me stones of the field
when have you seen in life
love like I am loving
cry like I am crying
die like I am dying.

Sometimes I feel like a sun
and the world means nothing to me
then I wake up and laugh
then I wake up and laugh
I am much less than nothing.

In the end, I am in this world
Like a feather in the air
I wander aimlessly through life
And you are to blame for that