I feel in my heart the need to find a place;
Where life is good and there is peace to live;
A beach, a mountain, near the sky.
Far from the city, away from this society.
I can hear nature calling with beauty and harmony;
At the whistle of a light summer breeze kissing my face;
In the corner of a flying bird that comes close to God.
I hear her calling in a soft voice telling me:
Man! Go back to the roots is time to live.