O Lado Escuro da Lua

There's always something wrong
Sometimes what's left is what we lack
Something we don't see, don't feel
Everything we don't have, but pretend
I almost did what I wanted
I almost had something I could
Again this almost, this always, this nothing
With me on this long and tortuous road

Running like a madman
It's always very close
To lose reason
With eyes closed
In the middle of your street
Daydreaming
On the dark side of the moon
With eyes closed
In the middle of your street
Daydreaming
On the dark side of the moon

Half full glass, half empty glass
The body only warms up when the air is cold
I don't want to remember that it doesn't make sense
Nor regret not having lived
Life is long, life is short
When everyone talks and no one listens to me
Blind people who don't know where they're going
Here's one more in this crowd

Running like a madman
It's always very close
To lose reason
With eyes closed
In the middle of your street
Daydreaming
On the dark side of the moon
With eyes closed
In the middle of your street
Daydreaming
On the dark side of the moon

I was thirsty, they gave me gasoline
I ask for nothing, they give me even less
I don't think I understood correctly
The perfection of the imperfect
I complain
I regret
I revolt
I surrender
Wanting what couldn't have been
To be made of steel and not glass

Running like a madman
It's always very close
To lose reason
With eyes closed
In the middle of your street
Daydreaming
On the dark side of the moon
With eyes closed
In the middle of your street
Daydreaming
On the dark side of the moon
With eyes closed
In the middle of your street
Daydreaming
On the dark side of the moon