Idioma Origen:
Talking to the songbird yesterday
Flew me to a past not far away
She´s a little pirate in my mind
Singing songs of love to pass the time
Gonna write a song so she can see
Give her all the love she gives to me
Talk of better days that have yet to come
Never felt this love from anyone
She´s not anyone
A man can never dream these kinds of things
Especially when she came and spread her wings
Whispered in my ear the things I´d like
Then she flew away into the night
Gonna write a song so she can see
Give her all the love she gives to me
Talk of better days that have yet to come
Never felt this love from anyone
She´s not anyone
Idioma Destino:
Talking to the songbird yesterday
Flew me to a past not far away
She´s a little pirate in my mind
Singing songs of love to pass the time
Gonna write a song so she can see
Give her all the love she gives to me
Talk of better days that have yet to come
Never felt this love from anyone
She´s not anyone
A man can never dream these kinds of things
Especially when she came and spread her wings
Whispered in my ear the things I´d like
Then she flew away into the night
Gonna write a song so she can see
Give her all the love she gives to me
Talk of better days that have yet to come
Never felt this love from anyone
She´s not anyone