When you left your youth
Behind the bars of a prison
Because you had tenderness
For a car or a jacket
When you you missed your chance
Or that she didn't recognize you
You find yourself in a state of emergency
At the lost and found office
Me who know the gray
Colors of the night
Let me sing
For those who have nothing
Let me think
That there is always someone one
Who seeks to give
Something good
Who seeks to cut
The cards of destiny
When you looked © spend your life
With the impression of being at fault
Don't you ask yourself if you want
To want to be someone else
When you look at all those windows
With your hands behind your back
Even if tomorrow you're James Dean
You'll feel like you're zero
I who know the blue
Unhappy mornings
Let me sing
For those who have nothing
Let me think
What is always there someone
Who seeks to give
Something good
Who seeks to cut
The cards of destiny
Let me sing

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