Prisoner of all the fears

Prisoner of all the fears

One day I lost my shadow
while I walked through the life,
and I became a grain of cloud
among a never-ending storm,
among a never-ending storm.

Shadow, shadow that makes me true
shadow, shadow that makes me true.

I wanted to watch my inside,
and I found me so naked
that I felt I was a convict,
prisoner of all the fears.

shadow, shadow that makes me true
shadow, shadow that makes me true