El Mundo Entre Mis Manos
Pastora Soler
The World Between My Hands
There is a light that dazzles me and doesn't let me see
A dead-end street I want to go to
A force that pushes me and poisons me.
Today I toast to the air with my glass without knowing why
People look, this girl is crazy
And the truth is I'm very well.
Because finally my luck wakes up
That luck that inspires me and invites you to fly, fly, fly
I will fly...
Because I feel the world between my hands giving me warmth
Because I've learned not to stumble in your game
Because I plan to pack up the suitcases of my heart
Because I don't want it this way.
Because I feel the world between my hands giving me warmth
Because I've learned not to stumble in your game
Because I plan to pack up the suitcases of my heart
Because if this is love... I don't want it!
There is a crystal prison I want to escape from
A volcano erupting about to explode
An incandescent rain that doesn't burn.
Today I leave the trace of my steps to not return
Breaking doors, smashing plates
Everything is possible because I'm very well.
And it's luck that inspires me
And invites me to fly, fly, fly
I will fly...
Because I feel the world between my hands giving me warmth
Because I've learned not to stumble in your game
Because I plan to pack up the suitcases of my heart
Because I don't want it this way.
Because I feel the world between my hands giving me warmth
Because I've learned not to stumble in your game
Because I plan to pack up the suitcases of my heart
Because if this is love... I don't want it!
And this luck that inspires you
And invites you to fly, fly, fly
I will fly...
Because I feel the world between my hands giving me warmth
Because I've learned not to stumble in your game
Because I plan to pack up the suitcases of my heart
Because I don't want it this way.
Because I feel the world between my hands giving me warmth
Because I've learned not to stumble in your game
Because I plan to pack up the suitcases of my heart
Because if this is love... I don't want it!
