COM ERRO E TUDO...

Coul you borrow me your tongue?
I need something to make me famous
and your speechs are so clean,
so beauty, so disastering.

There was a man in the house,
I didn´t know his name.
So I just go to tell you
that I´m not quite sure about yor sincerity.

Som days people have drowning in the rain
and sorrow wash their tears
pane pacify her muscles
fortune wear their eyes.

Now we come again to your house
but you don´t need us
We were just children when the dream came true
and you know...

There are no prisoner
There are no questions
we lost, anything else
nothing to wait for
and a strange sense of piety
running against the dry clime of my soul.


Caramba!!! 18 anos atrás. Sendo rigoroso, tanto continua tão válido!!!