Looks like cocaine but it's just sadness, maybe your city.
Many fears are born from fatigue and loneliness
And imbalance and squandering are heirs
Now of the virtuousness that we lost.
Since long I had a dream
I can't remember, I can't remember
Your sadness is so exact
And today the day is so beautiful
We already got used to
Not having even that anymore.
Dreams come and dreams go
Everything else is flawed.
You said that if your voice had equal force
As the immense pain you feel
Your scream would wake up
Not only your home
But the entire neighborhood.
And since long not even the saints know for sure
The extent of evil
And since long it’s the youth who falls ill
And since long grace is absent
And there’s rust in the smiles
And only luck reaches out
To those who seek shelter and protection.
My love, discipline is freedom
Compassion is fortitude
Having kindness is having courage
And she said:
-There is a well at my house, but the water is too clean.