They said: «We’ll always be by your side, in every moment of your life.»
And I was such a fool to believe. How could I be so naive?
Since those clouds have begun to fall, I’ve start to bang my head against the wall.
They said: «We’ll never want to leave you alone. On your own, on your own.»
Them liar, bastards, sons of dirty whores; now I have seen the worst.
Someone assured me it was not so bad, and the first vision was enough to smash my head.
I was running away from something that I like.
And it will call me: «Come! Seven tips of euphoria.»
And it will kiss me: «Love! Come, enjoy with me this garden of smoke.»
They said: «We’ll never leave you.» anyway, it’s my last feeling, when I pray.
I’d like to pull out the ears from my skull! (talking walls in Dora’s house.)
In the futility of these guiltless years, momentarily I can hide away my fears.
I’m still running away from something that I like.
And it will push me: «Fall! Was not this what you wanted?»
And it will hit me: «Crawl! Now you’re one of these statues of smoke.»
Now they say they don’t want to see me again. I brought home only pain.
I’d like to see more but it starts to rain…