In Your Arms

The good scent of the forest
The end of a fairy tale
I walk barefoot
I try to breathe
The wind blows
My heart races
The place where I belong

The good scent of the forest
The end of a fairy tale
I walk barefoot
I try to breathe
The wind blows
My heart races
The place where I belong

With the scent of flowers and the moon
A small and precious memory
Into the past days
I send my heart
The wind blows
My heart races
The place where I belong

The good scent of the forest
The end of a fairy tale
I walk barefoot
I try to breathe
The wind blows
My heart races
The place where I belong

The good scent of the forest
The end of a fairy tale
I walk barefoot
I try to breathe
The wind blows
My heart races
The place where I belong