The lover and the saint
Delight in the earthly pleasures
And enjoy heavenly treasures
If my eyes could only look above
But the beauty of idols seduce me
And make me dream different futures
That I will never live
If I could be free from my past
And forget my phantoms and passions
And live fully my present
Oh, Lord, if I could...
Help me, because I am divided
Cold hands envolve my soul
A sad cry hides in my chest
A weak voice calls me down
