El miraje
Marcus Viana
The Mirage
Ah, if we could count
The turns that life takes
So that a great love can be found
It's like, if we could count
The stars in the sky
The grains of sand in that sea, even so
Poor the hearts of the passionate
Who cross the desert in search of a blooming oasis, risking everything for just a mirage
As if to a hidden fountain in the sands
Blessed are those who drink from them
For they will be comforted forever
Just for love, we put our hands
In the fire of passion
Letting them burn, just for love
We move earth and skies
Tearing seven veils
We jump into the abyss without looking back, just for love
Life is rebuilt!
Just for love, we put our hands
In the fire of passion
Letting ourselves burn
Just for love
Life is rebuilt, death no longer matters
