Promissões (part. Klüber)

I'm going, I'm going to leave
I've decided now
To go away once and for all
I'm going to insult the flora
Trample the blackberry
And rub on the skin
Of the vile plain that lives on the lithosphere
And leans on it month after month

I'm going to review life
Throw myself on the grass
As I always wanted
I'll understand painfully
And lament wounded
As I always did
I'll dream hidden from my pains
And worn out, I'll be very happy

I'm going to bathe in the rain
Burn myself on the beach
And ignore who I am
I'm going to seek truths
And see malice
Where I haven't been yet
I'm going to find the world
Free my eyes
And have more love

I'm going to compose about affections
And the favorite catchphrases won't be missing
I'm going to hug children
Stuff myself with popcorn with Netflix

I'm going to talk nonsense
And apologize without regretting
I'm going to read your poems
I'm going to read my poems and laugh at us

I'm going to play the half-moon
Play the melodica and go out of tune
I'm going to imagine myself taller
I'm going to imagine myself older and perhaps be grateful

I'm going to dream about you
Wake up angry and have coffee
I'm going to record an album
In 2048 (2043), you'll see
I'm going to compose a hit
Hate that hit, blame myself
I'm going, I'm going, I'm going