Tambata - Watcha

Roads I took are strewn with cobblestone hills and cliffs

Sometimes high, but I often go down in flames

Salvation watch over me and my dreams

Everybody’s got a little music inside

Salvation watch over me and my dreams

Everybody’s got a little music inside

The bus stops I think 'bout Tambata

Everybody’s leaving but I’m staying inside

The bus stops one more time

Rough ordeals make me stronger and suspicious

No more choice, I’ve been way too far

There’s no way back.

I’ve learned how to live and how to find my way

The one for me because I don’t look back

I don’t look back «biriama"back on my past

All alone without a helping hand, I’ve learned!

Doesn’t matter what the people said all alone x 3

I don’t wanna wanna wake up with my frustrations

my own demons all around, to live on my past!

No!

I fallow my road to Tambata

The bus stops everybody’s leaving but

I’m standing inside my way.

(my way is my ride!)

And I fly

My Tambata, (what?)

Is hard to reach (what?)

Is hard to get, (what?)

Don’t wanna give up no!

It’s hard to reach;

(what?)

It’s hard to get!

(what?)

It’s hard to reach

My Tambata blow me away

The bus stops bring me to Tambata.