Traducir a
What one feels
Can't be explained here
You have a surprise
Which you can't even imagine
You can't go back
You can't go back down
When you're already flying
You can't fall anymore...
You see roofs and houses
And big are the outskirts
And you see how many things
Are just nonsense
And from here... and from here...
...angels can't come here
With fireflies and cicadas
And from here... and from here...
You're not seeing those summers anymore
"those summers"
Here it's logical
Changing idea thousands of times
And it's easy
Feeling like crap!
Here you don't have the excuse
Which can keep you up
Here the night is dark
And it's just you
You live in balance
And you smoke your Lucky Strike
And you realise
How much you'll be cursing them
And from here... and from here...
Here the orders can't come...
To teach you the right way...
And from here... and from here...
Here the angels can't come!
