Sitting talking about you Amazing myself Full of joy I smile, wondering How did you end up with me When I wasn't on the search My old convictions though Are old-fashioned pictures, you see The truth is that I have been away from myself For such a long time The tree roots staring at me Through the cement And you, moon, don't laugh at me now You have always regulated and inspired me You that know the essence of our true souls and minds So which things can take you high The tree roots staring at me Through the cement I can no longer ignore The wall breaking down The real sensations are being filtered Like rays of the sun I feel on my skin How much pressure How much untruth How much loneliness How much madness Life is not possessions And love is not p**nography Waiting for the moonlight shine I've been waiting for a long time I've been waiting for a sign to give me meaning to I've been waiting But the answer was within me And it makes me fly so high The world Seen from here Is harmony Of which we are made