Camino face 
feel the wind in time is something
Again,
 
walk with her hair down
wings to the wind and I carry
 
always a cheerful smile,
 
road with a pure heart always loaded hopes
 
leaving behind the dark, I walk with my
 
 
such illusions
beautiful feelings that tell you there are no clouds,
 
road with his eyes to heaven
 
be cleared and I'm dreaming
feet on the ground.
      
  
feel the wind in time is something
Again,
walk with her hair down
wings to the wind and I carry
always a cheerful smile,
road with a pure heart always loaded hopes
leaving behind the dark, I walk with my
such illusions
beautiful feelings that tell you there are no clouds,
road with his eyes to heaven
be cleared and I'm dreaming
feet on the ground.
