I don't believe in miracles.
You'd better free yourself.
You'd better look inside of you.
This life gives you bruises.
It gives you the shivers.
Sometimes it's more like a battle.
There's that emptiness that you're not aware of.
And then you never tell about it.
That burns in the veins as if
the world was agains you
and you don't know why.
I know why, I remember it well.
I'm here
to listen to a dream.
I won't talk
if you don't want me to.
But I will be there
because that way I feel myself
next to you, traveling agains the wind.
I will solve
perhaps little or nothing.
But I will be there.
And this is important.
I will be the water that extinguishes a moment.
Next to you traveling agains the wind.
Only time will tell
when and how it will end,
your suffering and moan.
There's that emptiness that you're not aware of.
And then you never tell about it.
That burns in the veins as if
the world was agains you
and you don't know why.
I know why, I remember it well.
I'm here
to listen to a dream.
I won't talk
if you don't want me to.
But I will be there
because that way I feel myself
next to you, traveling agains the wind.
I will solve
perhaps little or nothing.
But I will be there.
And this is important.
I will be the water that extinguishes a moment.
Next to you
traveling agains the wind.
Traveling agains the wind.
Traveling agains the wind.
I will be the water that extinguishes a moment.
Next to you traveling agains the wind.