Idioma Origen:
Come, come, come to me
And my dream make it real
Hold, hold, hold me tight
through the night
And make me feel alright.
All the time i see your face
Everywhere but you are gone
Wish i had you here once more
Heaven knows i keep my hopes
All those moments past i long
But for you i should not mourn
Lasting memories in my soul
When you love, nothing's lost
Idioma Destino:
Come, come, come to me
And my dream make it real
Hold, hold, hold me tight
through the night
And make me feel alright.
All the time i see your face
Everywhere but you are gone
Wish i had you here once more
Heaven knows i keep my hopes
All those moments past i long
But for you i should not mourn
Lasting memories in my soul
When you love, nothing's lost