Only peace

 While the road persists as...

Only peace

Wander his bare soul, which is reflected in the windows

It's falling apart

And now those flashing lights tell you it's all crazy

The monotony stuck like gum to his feet

In the songs he is still looking for something to express

What would it be like if life was only pure?

Not a simple echo that runs through every avenue

The slowness of the clock and those mental ticks

The rain that has been raining on the tiles since the morning was not enough

And the wind chattering who should be in predictable birth charts

However, the road will never be the bad one for you

A little peace cried out in his chest in a steep descent

Pause for any spirits, the night still shines

Bright, though melancholy for those who do not expect redemption

His many experiences... form torturous paths

They explain who lives to meet again in illusory directions

If it was simple... He could embrace any crazy soul