Viajando
Martinho da Vila
Traveling
Traveling
In high places
A cloud
Brings you to me
Arriving
In a distant place
In the first moment
It feels just like this
Like this, like this
With longing
Thinking of you
I’ll always love you
Thinking of you, thinking of you
I’ll always love you
You, you
I kiss you
Where I make love
I see you
In the first glance
I hold you
In any embrace
I feel you
In everything there is
There is, there is
I’ll keep
Thinking of you, thinking of you
I’ll always love you
Thinking of you, thinking of you
I’ll always love you
You... you