I am sure
That I know nothing
And not close either
To the place where I was born
This concrete
Under my feet
So far away
From what I planted
I am curious about you,
But so tired of waiting
Take your cat far away from here
Release your dogs into the slaughterhouse
I want peace in the slaughterhouse
I am sure
That I know nothing
And not close either
To the place where I was born
The rest is
So much dust
Before
My nose
Take the longest road between two points
Reach the right buttons with your fingers
Indicate it with your eyes, but never say anything
Do what you came here to do, and go in peace
I am curious about you,
But so tired of waiting
Take your cat far away from here
Release your dogs into the slaughterhouse
I want peace in the slaughterhouse