The Last of the Line
Miscellaneous
The Madman on the Street
I lose my defenses in the corners of anguish
I look for a look, every moment, everywhere
My life belongs to no one, nor do I ever ask anyone
To do something that I myself would never do without hesitation.
And I only know that I cannot be there;
If you leave, my house will burn down.
My girl is so alone that she looks for the center of the street.
His door and her gaze are always wide open.
And alone, I know she can't be;
And now I know that she will be lost.
And in the end, only envy and ambition;
And I already know that without searching I will not find.
Passage to the crazy man on the street
Passage to the desire to live.
My room is so small that I never find its corners
Since you have left, loneliness laughs at me;
I wait for you on the roads and confuse you at all hours.
And I only know that I can't be there;
If you leave, my house will burn down.
And in the end, only envy and ambition;
And I already know that even if I search I will never find.
Pass to the crazy person on the street.
Step into the desire to live.

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