Mentira Nórdica

I'm going to use those words
That everyone uses and nobody feels their own
I'm going to blink in Morse code
Until you understand what I'm talking about

I'm going to get ahead a bit, in a future
Without letting you call me a gypsy
I'm going to shake your hand
And translate what is convenient and what is not

I'm counting myself
Phases of the air in a Nordic lie
I'm counting myself
Phases of the air in a lie

An argot, I must go shopping without looking at the prices
How empty it is to hug someone who only loves themselves
How infamous it is to fail without trying everything
Worse is to wait to be recognized

I'm counting myself
Phases of the air in a Nordic lie
Help me throw away what I don't need from myself
And let's formulate a tomorrow

Let me reject your project
I'm not good at fulfillment

I'm counting myself
Phases of the air in a Nordic lie
I'm counting myself
Phases of the air in a Nordic lie

Help me throw away what I don't need from myself
And let's formulate a tomorrow