There's always a man behind the line only to cross it
On time
And the cafe on the corner charges for an hour or two
On time
And if the day ends it's colder
If it begins everything warms up
In the kitchen the insects won't leave me alone
And want more of my food
There's always a lady on the corner of the house of old things
I'm cold, the voice stops me, and I want to wake up earlier
One more carrot juice
In the head one liter of beer
In the kitchen the fridge starts making noise
Hu Hu
It's time to share the lunch
It's time to breathe
Walk
Throwing red rocks to the river
There's always a lady on the corner of the house of old things
I'm cold, the voice stops me, and I want to wake up earlier
One more carrot juice
In the head one liter of beer
In the kitchen the fridge starts making noise
Hu Hu
It's time to share the lunch
It's time to breathe
Walk
Throwing red rocks to the river
It's time to discover
If I want or not to cross
The line that is always
Everywhere, everywhere