Авраам Руссо

Searching For Love

I′ve been around till Bahamas.
Through the sands of Sahara.
Climing up Himalaya.
Searching for love.
On my way to some magicians.
Sounds of god or supertition.
As of two supposed editions.
Searching for love.

Still I’m looking for my treasure.
To live and satisfy my pleasure.
To fill the space inside my heart.
Now it′s more than fortune,
So I’m looking for the treasure.
Hold my body, sound the pressure.
And my way to the unknown.
Goes on and on.

Only god knows ways to the fall and to raise.
And believe and to praise I rest my case.
From the time I was born, searching for that one,
To become complete as morning sun.
Still I’m looking for my treasure.
To live and satisfy my pleasure.
To fill the space inside my heart.
Now it′s more than fortune,
So I′m looking for the treasure.
Hold my body, sound the pressure.
And my way to the unknown.
Goes on and on.