Tormenta de Pasion

I feel like someone is walking in the garden and I sense their breath
She doesn't harm, she just wants to spy on what I'm doing at every moment
And she will see my cars and my clothes and she will be happy
She knows she can never reach here, she feels far away
But I feel her inside

A sanctuary is your prison where you keep the secrets of your heart
Which of course I have opened

I live an obsession of passion storm
that invades me every night
I see a deserted heart and a dagger by its side
that extinguishes it over time

A sanctuary is your prison where you keep the secrets of your heart
Which of course I have opened

I live an obsession of passion storm
that invades me every night
I see a deserted heart and a dagger by its side
that extinguishes it over time