One minute pra to think
That the life leads and tráz
What I make it undoes
Thoughts is as thieves stealing
Me time Take my peace
Therefore everybody is alone
For to know what the bad one is
good and in such a way it makes
To the times I do not want to
choose and the people go to say
That I live of illusion I go disappearing
But I am always I know there that
for a moment I run away without leaving the place
As pra to forget
Everything that me apraz
and I do not have more
Thoughts is as thieves stealing
Me time Take my peace
Therefore everybody is alone
Pra to know what the bad one
is good and in such a way it makes
To the times I do not want to choose
and the people go to say
That I live of illusion .