Gente

People, who wake up when it's still night
and cook when the sun sets
People, who accompany people in hospitals, parks
People who say goodbye, who welcome people
On the platforms
People who go straight ahead
Who don't avoid your gaze
And who feel the wind
How will summer be?
How will winter be?

Two, three, hours to enjoy you
And two out of every seven days to give you
A ticket in the most beautiful love story
Two, three, hours to contemplate you
And two out of every seven days to give you
I settle in a corner of your heart

People, who pray for people at altars
In pilgrimages
People who give their lives
Who instill faith
Who grow and deserve peace
People who merge in a hug in horror
Who share the waves of their soul
People who renew the small hope
Of a day
To live in peace

Two, three, hours to enjoy you
And two out of every seven days to give you
A ticket in the most beautiful love story
Two, three, hours to contemplate you
And two out of every seven days to give you
I settle in a corner of my heart

To live like this
In transparent looks
Receive their light
Definitely
Clouds come
And keep passing
But that light
Continues to illuminate us

How fresh is the shadow they offer
How clean the sweet water of their gazes
It's for you that I start a new day
There are Angels among us
Angels among us

Two, three, hours to enjoy you
And two out of every seven days to give you
A ticket in the most beautiful love story
Two, three, hours to contemplate you
And two out of every seven days to give you
I settle in a corner of your heart

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And two out of every seven days to give you...

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