Great full roads
Old transformed hotel
You write even at night
Because you do not ever sleep at night,
Dark even in the headlights
Among guys like you.
You sing, stop and sing
You know you will not stop
Coffee in the morning
You can smoke in the afternoon
We'll talk about time
If there is rain you will not play.
How many interurban calls
To say "how are you?"
Tell of successes
And whistles never talk about it
And if you stop
Thinking that you can be remembered
You have another journey ahead
And a city to sing.
The girls ask nothing
For nothing they can give
If your name is not on newspapers
Or it is forgotten.
Along the road
So many faces become one
That you end up forgetting
Or confusing with the moon.
But when you stop
Thinking that you can be remembered
You have another trip ahead
And a town to sing.
Big full roads
Old forgotten hotels
I do not know if you agree
Where did your loves go?
Dark is the room
You still have to start
You stop and try
The song you have to sing.
And you do not stop
Thinking that you can be remembered
You have a new song in front of you
And a city to sing.