| 作曲 : Bittencourt, Loureiro, Matos | |
| Somehow I turn around and see | |
| My nerves break down inside | |
| Maybe you might know much more than me | |
| So tell me what is right to say | |
| Down the weakness of my soul | |
| Lie the secrets, and I know | |
| There's something pushing back | |
| Wish my hands could turn to gold | |
| And my heart would break the cold | |
| To give my thoughts some sense | |
| The turn is close, new century | |
| Still people think they're kings | |
| Now you've got your voice, | |
| Your own speech | |
| Don't wait 'till someone else agress | |
| Swimming naked of beliefs | |
| And responsabilities | |
| Just feel the sea of bliss | |
| Mother nature brings to me | |
| In fantastic purity | |
| Everything I need | |
| Like a teenager discovery | |
| What's more delightful than this? | |
| Try to remember how good it was | |
| Feeling the life as it is | |
| To believe! | |
| New world was born out of man's dreams | |
| Now we walk on our own | |
| The angels cried, you've heard them weep | |
| But now it's time to make them sing! | |
| Swimming naked of beliefs | |
| And responsabilities | |
| Just feel the sea of bliss | |
| Mother nature brings to me | |
| In fantastic purity | |
| Everything I need | |
| Like a teenager discovery | |
| What's more delightful than this? | |
| Try to remember how good it was | |
| Feeling the life as it is | |
| To believe! |
| zuo qu : Bittencourt, Loureiro, Matos | |
| Somehow I turn around and see | |
| My nerves break down inside | |
| Maybe you might know much more than me | |
| So tell me what is right to say | |
| Down the weakness of my soul | |
| Lie the secrets, and I know | |
| There' s something pushing back | |
| Wish my hands could turn to gold | |
| And my heart would break the cold | |
| To give my thoughts some sense | |
| The turn is close, new century | |
| Still people think they' re kings | |
| Now you' ve got your voice, | |
| Your own speech | |
| Don' t wait ' till someone else agress | |
| Swimming naked of beliefs | |
| And responsabilities | |
| Just feel the sea of bliss | |
| Mother nature brings to me | |
| In fantastic purity | |
| Everything I need | |
| Like a teenager discovery | |
| What' s more delightful than this? | |
| Try to remember how good it was | |
| Feeling the life as it is | |
| To believe! | |
| New world was born out of man' s dreams | |
| Now we walk on our own | |
| The angels cried, you' ve heard them weep | |
| But now it' s time to make them sing! | |
| Swimming naked of beliefs | |
| And responsabilities | |
| Just feel the sea of bliss | |
| Mother nature brings to me | |
| In fantastic purity | |
| Everything I need | |
| Like a teenager discovery | |
| What' s more delightful than this? | |
| Try to remember how good it was | |
| Feeling the life as it is | |
| To believe! |
| zuò qǔ : Bittencourt, Loureiro, Matos | |
| Somehow I turn around and see | |
| My nerves break down inside | |
| Maybe you might know much more than me | |
| So tell me what is right to say | |
| Down the weakness of my soul | |
| Lie the secrets, and I know | |
| There' s something pushing back | |
| Wish my hands could turn to gold | |
| And my heart would break the cold | |
| To give my thoughts some sense | |
| The turn is close, new century | |
| Still people think they' re kings | |
| Now you' ve got your voice, | |
| Your own speech | |
| Don' t wait ' till someone else agress | |
| Swimming naked of beliefs | |
| And responsabilities | |
| Just feel the sea of bliss | |
| Mother nature brings to me | |
| In fantastic purity | |
| Everything I need | |
| Like a teenager discovery | |
| What' s more delightful than this? | |
| Try to remember how good it was | |
| Feeling the life as it is | |
| To believe! | |
| New world was born out of man' s dreams | |
| Now we walk on our own | |
| The angels cried, you' ve heard them weep | |
| But now it' s time to make them sing! | |
| Swimming naked of beliefs | |
| And responsabilities | |
| Just feel the sea of bliss | |
| Mother nature brings to me | |
| In fantastic purity | |
| Everything I need | |
| Like a teenager discovery | |
| What' s more delightful than this? | |
| Try to remember how good it was | |
| Feeling the life as it is | |
| To believe! |