Every insomniac night that I have been spending,
Thinking to every man who walked in the midst of darkness:
I know I'm a sinner, so I knelt without doubts to crying;
I believe to You Jesus, Your Heart is where I belong.

The rain has come, and now I'm drowning from the flood,
And the loneliness can never be stopped from changing me:
I spent all my remaining time finding for that wonderful rainbow,
But the bitter I did guess, the best thing I sought You.

I open up to the days for the reality; for the truth
For I can't find any shoulders where to lay my head.
You Heart is my Home, and to look into the skies is a proof
That even if I know I have mistakes I'm still accepted.

People are killing every moment in their lives by those lies,
To which I also committed; but I can't rely on to the price.
You've lifted me Jesus, to the highest happiness You enthroned,
And now I really sound better, for Your Heart is now my Home.