Idioma destí: Anglès
I live for it, you know,
Since the first time I met it
I don’t remember how, but
It invaded me and stayed there
I live for it because it makes my soul
Thrill intensely
I live for it, and that's not a burden
It’s a muse who invite us
Through a piano. Death is
Far away. I live for it
It's a sting which doesn't hurt me
I live for it, I know it makes me
Spin from city to city
Suffer a little but at least I live
I live for it within hotels
I live for it in a whirl
Through my voice
Spreding out and producing love
I live for it, I have nothing else
And how many other people will I meet
Who like me, have written on their faces
On a stage or on a wall
Even on a tough Sunday?
Every day a conquest
The protagonist will always be it
I live for it because by now
I don’t have another way out
Because the music, you know that
I haven’t ever betrayed it, indeed
I live for it, the music
I live for it, it’s unique