Cigarro

Loneliness is my cigarette
I know nothing and I belong to no one
I get in my car and I run
I run too much just to see you, my love

A wine, a bitter taste, and I die
I go alone because it suits me
My song is my help
If the sea turns into desert, what does it matter?

Days come, days go, some in vain, others not
Who will know the cure for my heart if not me?
I don't believe in saints and poets
I asked so much and no one ever answered
It's better to give reason to those who forgive
It's better to give forgiveness to those who lost

Love is a stone in the abyss
Halfway between evil and good
At night, I ponder with my thoughts
Why the tracks, if the train doesn't pass?

The dead know more than the living
They know the taste that death has
To laugh, they have all the reasons
Will they tell their secrets to anyone?

Days come, days go, some in vain, others not
Who will know the cure for my heart if not me?
I don't believe in saints and poets
I asked so much and no one ever answered
It's better to give reason to those who forgive
It's better to give forgiveness to those who lost

I don't believe in saints and poets
I asked so much and no one ever answered
It's better to give reason to those who forgive
It's better to give forgiveness to those who lost