Years passed
and that crazy man that was me
I stayed in a turn of the road.
I never had money
only wind blowing in my pocket
I never had fear
just sand, just pity.
Year after year
my body grew
and my mind suddenly woke up
between flowers of war
and the poison of pleasure
uh ... everything is going well
Plant a dream
East of Eden
eh .. everything is going
cross the beach
and I got caught by the train
uh .. everything is going well
From my house and my barracks
nobody knows where I live,
nobody knows my role
while I paint the walls
dawn color
Uh ... everything is going well, everything's fine
I'm about to jump .......
Plant a dream
East of Eden
eh .. everything is going
cross the beach
and I got caught by the train
uh .. everything is going well
The earth does not bury me
wine does not give me shade
quiet, your time is not here
who tells my story
nothing knows about my life
my failure
my lost victory
Every thing is OK...
Only among all we can make this a better place :)