Scapator is without an end, uncle and grandfather of your children.I caught you in the middle of the rivers, with thorns in your butt.Sailing in the Pattumi with the friends of the neighborhood.I caught you in the middle of the rivers, with thorns in your butt.With the friends of the neighborhood.You died a hundred times, and you are alive, I don't know how.Sublimating like an art, the robbery and the evasion.Yes, I know there was love, when you put me under.That you were always standing, when I didn't go to bed.But with those crazy eyes, spread in the night.You only had to spit and beat.Sleep, but why don't you ever sleep, I thought.Sleep, or you'll get tired.Don't ever sleep.But if you're tired and time goes by, it's hard if I call you.On your red armchair, like an old gentleman.As if you still wanted to run against the train.Like when you realized my steps from afar.Don't worry, we've closed all the doors.No one touches the children, they're fine.You were a great dog, but now you're a dog.You did everything right, now it's my turn.Wake up soon.Sublimating like an art, the robbery and the evasion.Yes, I know there was love, when you put me under.But with those crazy eyes, spread in the night.You only had to spit and beat.Sleep, but why don't you ever sleep, I thought.Sleep, or you'll get tired.Don't ever sleep.Mama, mama, mama, mama.