"Own"

The angel's wing covered My steps in the desert of passion... I'm looking for happiness like a madman, I was looking for my own on earth...

And past a caravan of tears The days passed in an uneven succession. And everyone painfully floated on the ground, And each one carried the cup of peace...

The enemy of God, the enemy of people. Manila, seducing with mirages, Dragged by valleys and hills, Between people looking for theirs...

I'm sick of the blind world, Shooting down dreams on takeoff, Tired of anger and flesh, From the sticky envy of people...

The soul hated All the things I loved before. And Hope was born in me, Breathing the kingdom of heaven.

And a new heart called Seek what God wants! And I entered His Stream, I visited the Valley of Glory!

Creating everything out of nothing Changed my destiny and name! ...So I passed my desert Where is everyone Looking for His...