At the top of the hill I impulse myself to take flight

Among the clouds of cotton I enjoy my dream

The breeze whispers in my ear that I'm achieving what I want

From the top I can see the roads on the plain that I love so much

I love to feel in my wings the breeze that drives my flight

Look at the horizon and contemplate a sea of ​​possibilities to continue building my dream

I am looking in the sky for a superior force to continue my flight

I don't want to lose my strength and have to descend to the cold ground

Because I'd rather die than lose my way in heaven.
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