Alma Mia
José Feliciano
My Soul
My soul, alone, always alone
Without anyone understanding
Your suffering, your horrible pain
Pretending, an existence, always full
Of happiness and pleasure, of happiness and pleasure
If I found a soul, like mine
How many secret things I would tell
A soul that looking at me, without saying anything
Would tell me everything, with its gaze
A soul that intoxicates with gentle breath
That when kissing me feels what I feel
And sometimes I wonder, what would happen
If I found a soul, like mine
A soul that looking at me without saying anything
Would tell me everything with its gaze
A soul that intoxicates with gentle breath
And when kissing me feels what I feel
And sometimes I wonder, what would happen
If I found a soul, like mine
