Quando A Fonte Secar

I'm just one phrase away from the future
Out of sheer survival, I indulge
I want to reap the fruit
From this dark garden

I've been one phrase away from the past
I saw all of this from the other side
Saw what I didn't need to see
What couldn't be

But I went and I am
The one who chose to walk down this street
Nothing depends on your will
Without being able to leave freedom bare
I was labeled raw meat
A golden cockroach that never spoils
Full of nothing, the earthly voice, by force
In full revenge in your house

Nah-nah-nah-nah, nah-nah, nah-nah-nah, nah-nah-nah
Nah-nah-nah-nah, nah-nah, nah-nah-nah, nah-nah-nah

It took my time
Without money, I can't do anything more
When the well runs dry, everyone will know
It took my time
Without money, I can't do anything more
When the well runs dry, everyone will know

It took my time
Without money, I can't do anything more
When the well runs dry, everyone will know
It took my time
Without money, I can't do anything more
When the well runs dry, everyone will know