And in your arms which are my center now the whirlwind calms and turns into a breath, somehow. A warm lighthouse in the middle of the shade, Where the night no longer scares, but lights the glade. What a mystery this is, to be both air and ground, To be the bird that flies away, unbound. Only to return to the nest of your open chest, Where destiny no longer leaves me guessed. Let the doors keep knocking out there on the street, Let the eyelids keep playing where the shadows meet. For I no longer fear the spiral or the space, If my cold dissolves inside your warm embrace And tomorrow when the sun yawns once more And the horizon invites us to explore I feel the air will call me again I know But tonight I stay in your harbor soft and slow, While outside the wind continues to blow. Is it a dream, perhaps? My thoughts wonder every morning as the day breaks It is a reality that I embrace With the very first step on the path of this life I am going to overcome I tell myself Fitting wings onto my bare footprints A sudden impulse to run straight ahead And I rise above, despite the pain Because with every breath I suffocate the ache And I rise above, through the courage of those who love me Who shelter my soul and calm it all down Tomorrow my feet... will leave footprints in my life Is it a dream perhaps, that I keep gathering In the wrinkles of smiles that haven't appeared yet? But they are there... in that future I am creating I am and I was, conjugating all my tenses Now I will be because my soul holds my feet Further along the road the one that is bound to arrive And I rise above despite the pain Because with every breath I suffocate the ache And I rise above, through the courage of those who love me Who shelter my soul and calm it all down Tomorrow my feet... will leave footprints in my life In the end I will turn everything into verses That my steps are wings, that my path is today My feet... will leave footprints Footprints in my life...
