I have only one,

By falling on my head,

I chased away the clouds,

I seek as a horizon

the well-hidden place of mirages.

It is not only what is said

That opposes the messages

Like a last flash

in the noise of silence.

To succeed, simply to succeed,

Without knowing what remains of my ailments.

Chorus

I have only one,

I have only one,

A breath lost in the hollow of my hands.

I have only one,

I have only one,

A step in the night,

at the other end of a path

And what if succeeding were not the victory,

But standing tall

Until the end of the story

Oh like

The horror that takes offense at the night,

Every word pursues me,

For how many shadows in silences

The uncertain ambush

at the turn of the storm,

And my soul in disarray

To get out of the wakes.

I would like to understand

for this choice

Long before choosing

If living is fighting

or simply holding on.

Chorus

I have only one,

I have only one,

A breath lost

in the hollows of my hands.

I have only one,

I have only one,

A step in the night,

at the other end of a path

And what if succeeding were not the victory,

But standing tall

Until the end of the story

Is it enough to be oneself

to cross the mirrors

To win or to perish

Without the price of duty

If I reach the summit,

if I touch the light,

Will I have won my life or lost my limits

Perhaps the goal,

of this infinite sadness

Is not to succeed,

but to inhabit one's own life.

Last chorus:

I have only one,

I have only one,

A heart that resists

the cold of the morning.

I have only one,

I have only one,

But perhaps not enough

to take it up again tomorrow.

And what if succeeding all the way to the end of the story,

Was to remain alive

Without anything anymore

escaping me X2