Poderia ser um instante vocabular qualquer, mas, para mim, não.

Hei-de sempre sonhar sozinha, como se no outro mundo só houvesse lugar para mim. Se é neste mundo que temos de ter os pés no chão, mais vale acordar cada um para seu lado. Há um momento, em todos os momentos, que sinto que é tarde, em que o tempo esgota todo o ar para viver além-mundo. Eu quero descer, passo tempo demais lá em cima. Passei tempo demais sozinha lá em cima. Cada vez menos me sabe a luta entre iguais. Para mim, não.

One night to be confused

One night to speed up truth

We had a promise made

Four hats and then away

Both under influence

We had defensin

To know what to say

I need some razorblade

To call for hands of above

To lean on

Wouldn't be good enough

For me, no

One night of magic rush

The star just simple touch

One night to push up stream

And then relieve

Ten days of perfect tunes

The colors red and blue

We had a promise made

We were in love

To call for hands of above

To lean on

Wouldn't be good enough

For me, no

To call for hands of above

To lean on

Wouldn't be good enough

And you

You knew you had to fight different

And you

Kept us away with wolf teeths

Sharing different heartbeats

In one night

To call for hands of above

To lean on

Wouldn't be good enough

For me, no

To call for hands of above

To lean on

Wouldn't be good enough