The days seem centuries
When we walk in circles
Following ridiculous ideals
Of wanting to fight and to be able
The clothes in the laundry
The analyst strolling in Europe
The orders in Bolivia
In the photos an idiotic smile
The days seem centuries
And they look like each other
Like nurses in war movies
And violins in love songs
Following are obscene scenes
From the next chapter
Just turn the page
And the future will come
War movies, love songs
Newspaper headlines, or whatever
There is always an unhappy story
Waiting for an actress and an actor
There is life on earth, there are rumors in the air
Saying that everything will end
(Another unhappy story
Waiting for an actor and an actress)
I'm not afraid of losing the war
Because at the end of the war everyone loses
In the end, the united nations
Are always ready for disunity
I'm not afraid of losing you
From the beginning I knew
It was just a matter of days
One day it would happen
I need to drink anything
Don't remind me that I don't drink
What only we both know
We know it's a secret
There is a guard at every corner
Waiting for the signal
To transform a pool bath
In a naval battle
Now I feel a childish fear
But at the right time we will sink the ship
Then give a glass of brandy
For a body feeling cold
I need to drink anything
You know I need
And what only we both know
It's no longer a secret
If someone, whoever
Have to die, in war or in love
Don't ask me to understand
Don't ask me to forget
Don't ask me to understand
Don't ask me to choose
Between the jealous knife edge
And the cold of a battlefield
We arrived at the end of the day
We arrived, who knew?
No one is quite lucid
To walk so fast
We arrived at the end of the century
We returned at last to the beginning
When you walk in circles
You're never quite fast