Perdido

Talking to the sun
Talking to the moon
You walk without knowing where to go
You talk to the birds and they
Answer you, you have your own world
You made it for yourself
Walk through the streets
The street kid
I don’t get what you’re looking for
Always staring at the sky
You’re also looking for God, the savior
You need the help of the Lord
If you find the Lord
Don’t forget to tell Him
That there are as many sinners as you and me
Lost in the vice of drugs

You haven’t searched for a world
And you’ve only found it
Today you live in a world
That’s just imagination
In your world, there’s no war
No crying, no failure
The world of drugs
A world of damnation
You still haven’t lost yourself
In the vice of drugs
Because of you, I’ve understood the vice
The truth is you sought a wrong path
You escaped from the world and its reality
I warn everyone not to abuse drugs
That like my friend, they’ll also talk
Lost in the vice of drugs
Maybe you’re looking for the savior
You need the help of the Lord
If you find the Lord
Don’t forget to tell Him
That there are as many sinners as you and me
Lost in the vice of drugs.