My life among photographs is saved and forgotten
Because they tell the truth, they tell the truth
Have I ever heard it said that life is a movie
The course of days How melancholy carries you
Like the waves of the sea, like the waves of the sea
Some days they do stretch you and torment your harmony
But calmly they go away
And when we are strong
We are devoured by the fear of continuing
When I am weaker, like this, like this
The traffic of the cities the modern version
Of stampedes of an animal character
Of an animal character
Navigating the avenues is like
That horrible day The time when everything goes wrong
The time that we count and that we overvalue
Somehow it comes and goes
It always comes and then it goes
Sometimes in the afternoon when I go out down the street
I wonder where they are
And when we are strong
We are devoured by the fear of continuing
When I am older ©bil, like this, like this, like this, like this
The course of the days carries melancholy
Like the waves of the sea, like the waves of the sea< br/>Some days they do stretch you and torment your harmony
But calmly they go away
And when we are strong
We are devoured by the fear of continuing
When I am weaker, like this, like this, like this, like this, I go, like this
My life between photographs is kept and forgotten