I do not feel like I used to.
There is not any color.
Nobody talks to me at night.
My father grows older ...
Now I'm not interested in what once
had value.
There is no justice in what I observe.
Teachers are not always right.
We forgot the essence,
keep your mind to the sun,
the smell freshly ironed,
the emotion of the song.
I want to come back to me
my faith in you (x2)
Ah ... (x2)
Tell me what you presume,
I will tell you what you lack.
Do not miss a bite,
on TV they are beheaded.
The lives are gone
in the lines that someone traces
on a paper ...
Interests are camouflaged in the name of God,
returns to history and is increasingly cruel.
Few sleep well.
There are no kisses or kindness,
there is no dance nor truth,
there is fear in the brush,
the disease breaks.
They compete,
tread whatever they have to tread ...
Nobody takes a minute to attend to the eldest,
to see a ripening fruit.
They live to work.
Cynicism speaks,
they judge and look at me wrong.
Everything is superficial,
and the animal sleeps.
The children can not draw anymore ...
I want to come back to me
my faith in you (x2)