Walking, Walking I go 2X
Walking, walking on I go Behind the morning, behind the sun behind the four winds
There is a passion whispering night and day seven keys in the voice, and it asks me where I'm going, where I'm going.
Behind the morning, behind the sun
Behind the four winds thereâs a passion with seven keys in its voice
That whispers to me night and day and asks me where I'm going.
Seven rivers lead to seven seas and seven seas are my destiny.
In my hand I have the seven keys
That will open the doors in my path.
Some of stone and others made of cardboard and I wonder,
Which are they, which are?
Seven rivers lead to seven seas and seven seas are my destiny.
In my hand I carry the keys that will open the doors along my path.
Some of those doors are made of stone and others of paper.
I wonder, which one is whichâ?
Walking, Walking I go 2X
Walking, walking I go
Open paths, possibilities and encounters.
Light and hope, risk and trust
Walking, walking I go.
Open roads, possibilities and encounters
Light and hope, risk and confidence
Walking, walking on I go.
I don't know but they tell me that There will be walls along my path...
Some of stone and others made of cardboard, and I wonder,
Which are they, which are?
I donât know but they tell me that there will be walls along my path
Some of them of stone, others of paper and I ask myself, which one is which?
Behind the morning, behind of the sun behind the four winds
There is a passion whispering night and day seven keys in the voice,
And it asks me where I am going, where I am going.
Behind the morning, behind the sun behind the four winds
Thereâs a passion with seven keys in its voice that whispers to me night and day and Asks me where Iâm going.
Caminando, Caminando Voy 2X
Walking , walking on I go

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