you asked me 'bout all my inspirations
you won't be suprised if I tell ya
- what I write, it comes from my emotions
from my fear, my love wide as ocean
from your side, your warm hand, touching feeling
from your smile, your absence always killin'
from whole life, from all strange situations
from my people, from all my education

from home, from streets
for money, for free
from you, from him
from everything..
from books, from God
from mummy, from dad
and I'm still glad
that I can see that

they ask me 'bout all my secret feelings
don't ask 'bout songs and their meanings
what if I stop talking - let you listen
that all I sing comes...

from home, from streets
for money, for free
from you, from him
from everything...
from books, from God
from mummy, from dad
and I'm still glad
that I can see that

you have to know, I have to tell you that
I'm gonna change, but real me is what you got
my heart is with you, I've put trust in you
the truth is...
that if you say one word...

that I'll feel it
and I'll write it
and I will sing it...
but it's not the same
how you feel it
and how I write it
and how I sing it...
and if the words are goin' wrong
and I'll change them
and so my songs won't be the same
and if one day we'll meet
you'll find your place
that gives all my face
then you make me unforgetable...

yes, you make me unforgetable...

then you make me unforgetable...

unforgetable
yes you make me unforgetable...
unforgetable
unforgetable
then you make me unforgetable...