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I'm not happy
But I'm not sad either
And it's not that it doesn't affect me
Everything you told me

It's that I feel like I can't get there
We made the gods impossible to reach

And maybe it's simpler
Hand in pockets
And a song to whistle

I don't know why it is that I complicate things
If in the end it will surely go wrong

I want to see you after three
Still naked and in bed
And let's leave everything else
For tomorrow
Tomorrow

I'm not happy
At least not all the time
I distrust the prophet
Who says he is always happy

Because if this world is to turn
On one side it will be day
And from the other darkness

I already know that there is no sense
It doesn't matter if I cry or laugh
But today I prefer to laugh

And when tomorrow I cry
I will still have the flowers
That we let die
Two by two

Ah, ah, ah

I already know that there is no sense
(I already know)
And that my body is not even mine
(My body is mine)
I will have to return it

And when you cry tomorrow
You will still have the flowers
That we let live
Both

And maybe it's simpler
Hands in pockets
And a song to whistle

I don't know why it is that I complicate things
If at the end of the day
I'm sure I'm going to get out

I want to see you after three
Still naked and in bed

And let's leave everything else
And let's leave everything else
For tomorrow

For tomorrow
(A song whistle)

And maybe it's simpler
(For tomorrow)

And maybe it's simpler
(I want to see you)