Letra y Música por Ituriel Ponce A.
Traducción: Peter Severson.
Like the turning of the wheel
My feet flying above the ground
Living out dreams from steel
Moved by my own hands
With paint under my nails,
My hands can be yours
When you polish my smile
With ever-caressing hands
Weaving fabric between the tubes,
Dreams are not so lost in shadows
When I tell you, in a whisper,
Let my heart and yours be one.
You’ve touched a part of me
Which makes me feel free,
And even though I cannot walk,
With you I know I can fly.
Freedom is not always free,
Sometimes God is the one who decides.
People try to keep me in their control,
But the open air is what truly rules my soul.
Though I struggle for movement,
From the parts of my body,
Do you still believe I can’t feel anything?
Thinking like that takes my breath away.
And even though we make bicycles,
We don’t always need our feet,
When we also have hands,
Which help us all our goals to meet.
You’ve touched a part of me,
Which makes me feel free,
And even though I cannot walk,
With you I know I can fly.
As on the tires of my chair,
I’ve rolled into your life,
I don’t want you to be a guide for me,
Better to give me Autonomy.