We hide our tears behind the windows
Our tears are still flowing and our hands wiping them away
We are approaching some things, we are running away from some things
We reveal some things and hide our bruises
We wear faces (we wear masks) we increase the touch
So that people can not see within us
We are running very fast
And the streets keep us in the place because of the many journeys
We go back every day and come the next day
We change faces but still have the same clothes
Some things in ours also affect the mirror
And takes us around for hours on a really long road
Eyes up and down and eyes blurred
And eyes are singing a path with the set at the end
We are running very fast
And the streets keep us occupied because of the many journeys
We go back every day and come the next day
We change faces but still have the same clothes