Go, get out, gather all you can carry
C'mon, all that seems yours is good that it already get
Your ugly, crazy son is alone
Crying like a fire in the sunlight
Alchemists are already in the hallway
And there's nothing left, black love
The road is for you and the game is indecency
Gather all you got by coincidence
And the street painter who walks alone
Draws craziness on your sheet
Under your feet the sky also cracked
And there's nothing left, black love
And there's nothing left, black love
Your seasick sailors abandon the sea
Your unarmed warriors will no longer fight
Your boyfriend will already getting out
Taking the blankets? And now?
Even the carpet flew without you
And there's nothing left, black love
And there's nothing left, black love
The stones of the path leave behind
Forget the dead they don't rise any more
The bum begs alms on the street
Wearing the same clothes as yours
Strike another match, another life, another light, another color
And there's nothing left, black love