MCMLXXX (1980)

You made me say goodbye to my home
Just because you fear loneliness
Oh, I don't understand why
I can't stop seeing
Your face in others

I want to express something, I have the chance
My time is short, it's about to close
The opportunity dies
And then I realize
There was too much time

Why can't I park inside you?
I know, you stole my soul, you leave me worthless

I have the feeling that I'm not
To the liking of the author
The one who wrote your smile

I have the feeling that today
I have nothing in my favor
The singer died, the one who tunes my engine

Stop singing those love songs
They're useless, they don't make you better
Come, I invite you to travel
1980, Year of darkness

Let's see if I can park inside you there
How is it possible to love if you stole my heart?

I have the feeling that I'm not
To the liking of the creator
The one who designed your life

I have the feeling that today
Black will be our color
The doctor died with the cure to my condition

I have the feeling that I'm not
To the liking of the author
The one who wrote your smile

I have the feeling that today
I have nothing in my favor
The singer died, the one who tunes my engine