Malevaje

Tell me, for God's sake, what have you done to me,
that I’m so changed,
I don’t even know who I am anymore?
The rogue life I used to know,
looks at me without understanding...
It sees me losing the reputation
of the tough guy that yesterday
shone in the action...
Don’t you see I’m trapped,
defeated and tangled
in your heart?

I saw you strutting by, all high and mighty,
with a rhythm so deep and sensual
that just seeing you made me lose
my faith, my courage,
the desire to be tough.
You didn’t leave me even a cigarette
from that wild and fierce past...
I just need to go to church and kneel down to pray
to complete my downfall!

Yesterday, scared to death,
instead of fighting
I took off running...
I saw myself in the shadows or dead;
I thought of not seeing you and I trembled...
If I, -who never backed down-
at night, in anguish,
lock myself up to cry!...
Tell me, for God's sake, what have you done to me,
that I’m so changed,
I don’t even know who I am anymore?