Simple [English translation]

Long is the road to see

long broken bridges from today to yesterday

many old photographs and a lazy sensation

of old teenager happiness.

I look for magic, I look for freedom

magic in silence freedom in loneliness,

with many words is easier to disguise

what one feels

fear of truth, fear of death

Light and shadow a same twilight old,

old fantasies result of immaturity

voices that are gone under the same song

only the emotion keeps me alive.