It will be soon very cold because of my will
Of having been so selfish giving vent to my truths;
A pure love, that's what it looks
Yes, it looks like it's pure love
Which, attacking my precarious balance,
Condemns me to the question if I'm sane,
Despite various forms of convulsion
Despite various forms of confusion
Despite various forms ...
Blessed are those who are able to manage their senses
Despite various forms of confusion
Despite various forms of excitation
Despite various forms ...
Blessed are those who own good feelings
But now I was already
Hospitalized for insanity
Into a clinic of unreliables
For a course of rehabilitation
So in their opinion I'll learn
To manage my stress again
Inside a room where it seems that
It has already finished the air-hour for a bath of light
Despite various forms of convulsion
Despite various forms of confusion
Despite various forms ...
Blessed are those who are able to manage their senses
Despite various forms of confusion
Despite various forms of excitation
Despite various forms ...
Blessed are those who own good feelings
Despite various forms of confusion
Despite various forms of excitation
Despite various forms ...
Blessed are those who own good feelings