There are women who walk against a life there are women who have eyes and deep oceans
unknown as there are women who change the skin to love
there are women who give their heart
to find themselves picking up the pieces alone
there are women who quietly do their soul dance
on a beach at sunset
if you stop for a while you can catch
as they struggle against their instinct
their pain while they walk barefoot
facing waves at each sea are increasingly threatened
There are women who closed
eyes listening to slow music that makes it even more savory
their tears
There are women who proudly but with a lump in my throat
give up happiness
There are women who, with their eyes, photograph
those wonderful moments, but so fleeting they feel embraced by love
hoping to keep them alive and colorful forever
if you open your eyes a while you can observe while
scatter crumbs
themselves on the way to the train that will take away
while shouting their anger against wobbly windows of a house becomes a prison while
smile of despair to those who would like to return to business as usual
There are women who do not stop at nothing because
will never find the end of that wire
There are women who have made a knot for every tear their
hoping that someone will come to dissolve
not stop a woman's heart is nothing more
not make a woman cry
every tear is a bit 'of herself that goes
not make her wait alone and scared sitting on the edge of insanity
e se la vuoi amare, fallo davvero, con tutto te stesso
stringila e proteggila
lotta per lei, uccidi per lei, piangi con lei
Donale il più bel raggio di sole
ogni giorno
Tieni sempre accesa quella luce nei suoi occhi
quella luce è speranza
è amore
è puro spirito
è vento
è la più bella stella di qualsiasi notte
