You
Like the ships, the islands are visible at night
Stopped in the middle of the sea
Their breath has a taste, a taste of the old
Resurrected by the fault of some magician
You were not the one talking about the past moments
You were not the one crying for love
You were not saying that people don't want orders
From people, machines, in the role of protector
With a cigarette, like a big smoke
You look like a lighthouse, that the ships have burned
With a cigarette, like a big smoke
You look like a lighthouse, that the ships have burned
You look like a lighthouse, that the ships have burned
You
You don't teach me to let my hair grow long
You
You were asking for your clothes in the old gypsies
Because the value that is deepening inside us
Is the free life that you wanted to live
There are golden fish here, answer me
Inside the sea the water ends
There are golden fish here, answer me
Inside the sea the water ends
With a cigarette, like a big smoke
You look like a lighthouse, that the ships have burned
With a cigarette, like a big smoke
You look like a lighthouse, that the ships have burned
With a cigarette, like a big smoke
You look like a lighthouse, that the ships have burned
With a cigarette, like a big smoke
You look like a lighthouse, that the ships have burned
With a cigarette, like a big smoke
You
You