Just a quick thought:
People pass through me, with blind eyes.
'Cause they don't see the real me.
But who can blame them?
I was born with the blind eyes too.
Like everyone else.
PROCURANDO PELO ENTENDIMENTO:
Por que vejo destruição por todos os lados?
Por que eu não consigo ver uma luz no fim de tudo isso?
Por que cada vez mais nós estamos caindo mais fundo nesse abismo? Por quê?
FLYING AWAY
I wish I was just a bird, flying in the sky.
In the eternal search of freedom.
I wish I was just a bird, flying away from all this nightmare that we call world, feeling the blessed wind beneath my wings.
JUST LIKE THE END
Here I am, in the same spot I was before.
I am just sat in here looking my life running away through my fingers.
I am here feeling time pass through me.
O MAIS LEVE DOS TOQUES:
Eu consigo sentir o mais leve toque de felicidade na minha alma.
Leve, é assim como eu me sinto por dentro.
Tão leve como um beija-flor voando em pleno solstício de primavera.
I SIMPLY DON'T KNOW:
Sometimes I feel nothing.
Sometimes I only feel despair.
Sometimes I just want to be loved.
Sometimes I just want to give up at all.