está a tornar-se cada vez mais difícil,
e a vontade começa a desvanecer

tu não és tu.
os outros falam, e tu
não és tu.

you are becoming a joke.
the ones that you used to make fun of

on the way, i saw that boy in his bike, his father hit him with the belt.
he showed the injuries to me, after pretending to ran over me.
he was just a forgotten kid, with nightmares and bad memories in his head.

papers and words tossed into emptiness,
and are forever kept.

tomorrow,
i wiil pass by

it all comes back to me now.
the moments,
the noise,
the people.

midnight walks,
midnight talks.

think
sing
stretch

my head is spinning.

good weather,
good company.
and the city.

desejos são desvendados quando deambulo.
quando estou a absorver a realidade.

are you hiding in the truth?

reality and fantasy walk side by side.

and specially at night,
they blend.

i've fallen asleep againd and again.
and i never know when i am going to wake up.