Today I am like a blind alley
covered with dry leaves
Only the ones living on that street
come and pass over me
Today I am like a hotel whose rooms are
empty, but sometimes full
Many lives, stories, loves
pass inside me
I wasnt like that
When did I get lost
I would dance with the wind
When was I scattered
I heard a voice
from old times
I heard a voice
from a little girl
I want a ticket
a one way ticket
I should go to the purity of childhood
and leave there
I want a ticket
a one way ticket
I should remember the feeling of excitement
to be able to come through for tomorrow
Today I am like a bench in a park
still and settled
The light of the city lay and sleep
over me at night
Today I am like the sea carrying
tons of ships
I have lifting force
but flow into me the waste left from the city