At the heart of the city, deserted like her arteries Next to the megos on the ground, some skinny saints Nobody in the city, just lovers on the air Some rudimentary souls, end up beating my 2 o'clock But what is she beautiful, and what is she smiling She's the one who enlightens me when the day is dark When the dawn calls me, my pain is forgotten She's the one who enlightens me when she serves me in the gourd of my insomnia I wonder if you see me coming When you call my name, when you call my name The land is dark and the moon is calling I'll be there at the end of the day When you call my name When you call my name When you call my name When you call my name At the heart of the city, our instincts fly away When our love takes off, we spit with style It's the art of the night, the setting and its reverse They gave us all their mysteries on the fragile asphalt But what is she beautiful, except when she flees When the dawn calls me, I lose myself in a slow motion Last spark, the moon follows me I take detours as always until insomnia I wonder if you see me coming When you call my name, when you call my name The land is dark and the moon is calling I'll be there at the end of the day You call me again, what are you leading me to Even the cuckoos you haunt me I think I love them when I walk You drown my problems in all your fountains I wonder if you see me coming When you call my name, when you call my name The land is dark and the moon is calling I'll be there at the end of the day I'll be there at the end of the day I'll be there at the end of the day I'll be there at the end of the day The land is dark and the moon is calling If you see me coming, call my name I'll be there at the end, I'll be there at the end I'll be there at the end, I'll be there at the end