I believe in angels, but I hang out in hell
I collect occasions like this without needing to
I am the Venus that rises from the nothingness
I no longer know my true identity
I read the horoscopes but aspire to the eternal
Summer fires are new rituals for us
A harmonica plays, but no one hears it
And it is already raining on the age of vanity
Take me drinking beyond the stars
Explain me the meaning, tell me the truth
Prophet, make me smoke immense winds
Tell me the future that will be
Making love makes us feel modern
Sometimes life is like this, a comfortable anesthesia
And if the newspaper gives us an idea of the present
The art, the folly, who will cherish them?
Take me drinking beyond the stars
Explain me the meaning, tell me the truth
Prophet, make me smoke immense winds
Tell me the future that will be, that will be
The future that will be, will be, that will be
Take me drinking beyond the stars
Explain me the meaning, tell me the truth
Prophet, deceive the man for the last time
Tell me that something will change