The Island

I know that we will resist
Everything that we live was unforgettable
And nothing of what happened was behind
Forgotten in time

Forgive me for everything
Was not well so I thought
Sought to perfection in the nature of your eyes
I lost in the forest

I still seek the sunlight
I am lost in the dark
I still seek the light of the moon
I am lost in the forest
Looking for its star to days
But all that I can see
Are beautiful orchids in the middle of a forest closed

Feel nostalgia
To take a hot bath
Nostalgia of my bed
Miss the family
Nostalgia rice with beans
Nostalgia of friends
Miss their kisses
Nostalgia for you

But one day an old lady told me
Keep to itself the best moments
You never will be attached to it

That damn you
I said that I was not anyone
Said that the only thing grandiose
I would do in my life
Would be a fine song in a remote desert island

Why write?
If I lost on an island unknown
Why write?
If I am forgotten in time
Why?

Even seek an explanation for the facts
Living in a beautiful island that does not exist inhabitants
I have a beautiful song, but I do not have anyone
I wonder how a beautiful song would be something grand
If there is nothing on this island unless I and nature?

Feel nostalgia
To take a hot bath
To sing a beautiful song with my friends
A quiet meeting in family
Miss the kisses, kisses that today both desire

I still follow the sunlight
To find your way back
I still follow the light of the moon
Listen to our music
And the brightness of the stars I see your eye
That calm with tenderness that my poor heart