Superior to maÃÂ
It is the force that carries me
In the pulse that I maintain
With the darkness that I have
How dark your black eyes
And what do you tell me of time
That passes in the blink of an eye
And that brings me down this street
Of bitterness and regret
That I know that the smile
That is drawn on me face
It has to do with the breeze
That fans your gaze
So slowly and so fast
So normal and so strange
I'm breaking my shirt
Like Camaran
You break my insides
You climb me like a spider
You drink from the sweat that fogs up
The glass of my room
And then in the morning
I wake up and I have no wings
I've been sleeping for ten hours
And my pillow is soaked
Everything had been a dream
Very real and very deep
Your eyes have no owner
Because they are not of this world
I don't want to look at you
But I close my eyes
And I even see you inside
I see you on one side and on the other
In every photo, in every mirror
And on the walls of the subway
And in people's eyes
Even in the soup maá It's hot
I'm going crazy
And sometimes I get confused
And I attack your neighbor
That one from the second one
Who sells fine things
And Sometimes I wait for you
In the bar on the corner
With my gaze fixed on your doorman
And sometimes I eat
From a, 'bocao' the world
And sometimes I feel you
And sometimes I lay you down
Sometimes I read a kiss on your lips
And since I don't dare
I cut myself and open myself