(Matos, Bittencourt)



White gold, a morning came

Sunny cold, reflecting light

Unknown songs



Fresh water gush licks the lime

Sprinkling crowns of silence

The face wet from the moistened dew



Wind takes the sight

Around the meadow

Playing kindly



Silver dropped wine

That flows inside

a sleeping hand...



Desperation fills the air

[In your heart lies the dust of the anger]

Madness knocking on my back

[Chiming bells have announced the new day]



My courage lies someplace

where time forgot to send me

[now where are you going?]

[now where are you going now?]

Someday they'll mark your sins

like torture on your back



I wonder why

My mind is tight

Like stormy weather

And so it seems

That little steps

would take forever



Oh, never understand...

We're like mad horses

heading for the bend

This place I'm standing here

Made it on my own

Moored my life to never let it go...



I wonder why

My mind is tight

Like stormy weather

And so it seems

That little steps

would take forever



Never understand...

We're like mad horses

heading for the bend

This place I'm standing here

Made it on my own

Moored my life to never let it go...



All my life I'll be the away

I won't forget

All my life is never understand