I wanted so much to know why I am I!
Who has rejected me in this dark path?
I wanted so much to know why I hold
In my hands the good that is not mine!

Who will tell me if, overhead, the sky
It is also for the bad, for the perjurer?
Where goes the soul that died?
I wanted to find God! So much, I look for Him!

The road to Damascus, my way
The star of my sky blind woman,
Water of the source that I'm thirsty!
Who knows if this desire for Eternity
stumbling in the shade, is in the Truth
It is already the hand of God who cherishes me?