On wasted years -
energy, energy...
hiding in fields
Going back from where I started
this heaviness of the cold hearted
Campos maiores se avizinham
quando se sabe que são vizinhos
os tempos que se aproximam
(frase que acaba em inhos)
they all laughed -
Scratching my fingers on this floor
but I don't want to remember those memories anymore
now... it starts
try to find something to do with your life, for sure
a different way to walk this heavy floor
Go ahead,
let it out
standing all firm in hard times
facts...
so many ways to shout
run and fall
dance and kick those walls
finally,
dancing a long waltz
Anoher day,
so many ways
to break on trough
but what can I do?
insane, mostly.