Próxima Parada
Marina Lima
Next Stop
In me doesn't dwell the desert that exists in you
My soul is a luminous oasis
You build your cage, and want to stay in it, be careful!
I do what I think should be done
At the right time
Is there a difference between passion and projection?
Will I have to become insensitive
Just to meet the demands of the current market?
The more I find myself, the more I get lost
But let the drums beat
And let everything light up
Strong
I know where
The sweet things of the road are
You do too
And if we meet
At the Next Stop
Oh my dear
Let's show
That the only dwelling of a man
Is in the extraordinary
Fierce is our hunger
Fierce is our sky
And the fire that consumes us
Consumes those fears of yours
No one will bring us
Neither reward nor bill
In the end
No one will tell us
What matters to us
And in the end
To clarify
I prefer to lay the cards on
The table
I don't give my desire to God
Fierce is nature
Fierce is the whole sky
And my heart celebrates
The encounter that happened
