It seems that
fear has conquered
your black eyes
deep and temperate
What is going to become of you? What's going to become of you?
Panthers are
they watch my exile
I have condemned
and in them I lock myself
What is going to become of you? What's going to become of you?
Lie to me and say I'm not crazy
lie to me and say just a little
who fears ... who fears I gave ... if I get lost.
My heart
wild and steppe
I lame poems fallen from your lips
What is going to happen to you? What's going to become of you?
Your chest is
as cruel as blessed
your body in short
babel and labyrinth
What is going to become of you? What is going to become of you?
Lie to me and say I'm not crazy
lie to me and say just a little
lie to me and say I'm not crazy
lie to me and say ...
A thousand years will pass
and the goblin of your name
from moon to moon
howling loud woh, woh, woh !.
Lie to me and say I'm not crazy
Lie to me and say just a little.
And like a wolf I'm behind you
step by step your footprint I have to follow
and like a wolf I'm behind you
step by step ... step by step ...
Only among all we can make this a better place :)