Too many people around that laugh at themselves
Too many hands in hands, too much love in vain
Too much disappointment, made an exception for you
Too many defeatists, too many social climbers
Too many nerves in pieces to keep them steady
Too many low blows
Too many "'Would you ever change for me?'s"
For those who never look beyond the edge
For those who draw the catastrophe
Because life is a bit to win
And protect me
Always remember that in disorder,
That everything seems destroyed
The calm sea, you and I,
I'll take care of everything
I haven't learned anything if
You've been the start of everything
And dry those tears,
I'll take care of everything
Poor conscience
Poor patience
Put to a hard test by your arrogance
That has laughed at us, motionless,
Often too uncertain, or often sad
Cure the bitterness, cherish the beauty
And a large door to leave open
Leave the rest out
Even leave out the world against us
For those who never look beyond the edge
For those who draw the catastrophe
Because life is a bit to win
Defend me
Always remember that in disorder,
That everything seems destroyed
The calm sea, you and I,
I'll take care of everything
I haven't learned anything if
You've been the start of everything
And dry those tears
I'll take care of everything
Remember, remember that the habit exists
Only to surprise us and fear only to make us freer
That, yes, the wound burns, but only to defend us
Always remember
Remember, remember
That in the disorder,
That everything seems destroyed
The calm sea, you and I,
I'll take care of everything
That in the disorder,
That everything seems destroyed
The calm sea, you and I,
I'll take care of everything
I haven't learned anything if
You've been the start of everything
And dry those tears
I'll take care of everything
I'll take care of everything
I'll take care of everything