The winds of change are blowing,
I can feel it in the air.
And I have no fear not knowing
What lies ahead.
Because old beliefs are falling,
And all these seeds are growing,
When all those doors are closing,
How you never chose them.
Aria divina, soffio sacro di Dio.
Aria di vita senza fine o inizio.
God show me where I'm going,
And who I should be.
Please light the path I'm walking,
And help me walk humbly.
Because old beliefs are falling,
And all these seeds are growing,
When all those doors are closing,
It's like you never chose them.
Aria divina, soffio sacro di Dio.
Aria di vita senza fine o inizio.

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