Do you remember? Who is that?
Can you feel it still?
Do you realize what time it is? Absence,
Do you find land? You are lost in places.
Later that day you did not even notice,
You bought a ticket to the cinema tonight,
Life goes on with a load of regrets,
Look, you are still asking yourself the same questions.
Sometimes your own shadows are staggered in the empty streets,
Once again you work, a strike of loneliness shoots at you,
You leave and come back, regrets are the weakest,
It is a node (part) in the strait path of aging,
Do you care about your time of resentment?
For no one knows about your boredom, or what is even wrong with you,
You just watch what is happening,
You are alone in a crowd, who knows better?
There is a sound you cannot hear, it is prohibited and solves everything.
Sometimes your own shadows are staggered in the empty streets,
Once again you work, a strike of loneliness shoots at you,
You leave and come back, regrets are the weakest,
It is a node (part) in the strait path of aging,
Do you care about your time of resentment?
Sometimes...
Later that day you did not even notice,
You bought a ticket to the cinema tonight,
Life goes on with a load of regrets,
Look, you are still asking yourself the same questions.
Sometimes your own shadows are staggered in the empty streets,
Once again you work, a strike of loneliness shoots at you,
You leave and come back, regrets are the weakest,
It is a node (part) in the strait path of aging,
Do you care about your time of resentment?
Sometimes...