The birds always flies It doesn't matter the size of your wings It always finds the way The sun suffocates you without mercy Survive goes besides breathing its dirty air A big storm visits your thoughts The consuming that it devastates to each pain The spirit will appear of a warrior fighter It will have storms You'll be the front of enemy who will try confusing you The false extended hand Exactly other people's to the conspiracies Bets in your wings Even surrounded of illusions Under them the treasure will keep Protected always it will be A bigger and untouchable force observes The fatigue tries to win your wing And even with the drops of sweat in the eyes It will not leave look the horizon There is too much to conquer In this immense desert of castles And the reason to continue It's a mystery that invades your veins To unmask can be something impossible But perhaps it can explains your blood Have a direction to follow It's your constant search While the wind supports your wings.