Porque em inglês é tudo mais fácil

Like a river that can fly
Like a bird that just swin
Like a dancer that can paint
Like a lover that can hate

You keep going on
But it's because you can't come back
Home, home, home, home

Don't cheat yourself
Your dreams will never come true
Unless they depends only of you
And if you're a lucky man

Keep you on the under
Up to the thunder
Go to the light
Fight to fly
Run and run again

There is no hope
In that stupid land