Gentil Loucura

Today I'm throwing everything away
Everything that is no longer useful
All the trash I collected
In my alleys and backyards

I'm talking about madness
I'm talking about living
Bright aura, dark luck
To discover what one is, and to be

Because one must be honest
If every day is different
I'm an angel and I'm no good
I'm the only one among all these people

I'm tired of paying
My hero, or the hero of good
I open the door, I want more
I want to be honest with someone

Let me breathe the fresh air of the street
Without stopping to discuss
Let me unleash my madness
Kindly around here