Still I wonder
And still I wonder
over the mystery
how a man so totally
falls into the helplessness of a child
and gives up whitout fight
if there´s no woman
that lightens up his darkness
and carries his pride
makes him feel like a king
For what is a life worth
if the man just take
but never give.
And still I wonder,
over the mystery
how a child so bravely
raises up to to the limit sky
and throughout all the pain
won´t give up without fight
when there´s no one there
to lighten up its darkness
makes it feel proud
let it be the shining star
For what is life without hope?
And where is hope,
if no one´s there
and makes the sacrifice?
And still I wonder
over the mystery
how a woman so completely
and willingly always makes
what a woman always do
being the bright shining light
not caring about her own pride
and not making herself a queen
What´s the meaning of such sacrifice,
that´s nothing worth?
And why pay the price,
when it means your own sacrifice?