I carry the cross going to this mountain In search for peace, love and hope I give everything Even the clothes I wear Yet They want the air from my lungs They want my limbs They want my life
I carry this jar of tears all my life For the hope that someday it will be filled with smiles I bear the pain, all the miseries Yet Sunset extends it's view I long forΒ Β the sunrise I wait for a new day
One day, my time will end But I am here again, wishing That before I get there I will soon see that smile
Life is fulfilling if the only thing that you wish for will be yours, even for a day.