Inconsciente Colectivo

A flower blooms, every day the sun shines
Once in a while, you hear that voice
Like bread, sweet to sing
On the ledges of the mind with the cicadas

But at the same time, there's a transformer
That consumes the best you have
It pulls you back, asks for more and more
And there comes a point where you don’t want to

Mama, freedom, you’ll always carry it
Inside your heart
They can corrupt you, you can forget
But it’s always there

Mama, freedom, you’ll always carry it
Inside your heart
They can corrupt you, you can forget
But it’s always there

Yesterday, I dreamed of the hungry, the crazy
Those who left, those who are in prison
Today I woke up singing this song
That was written a long time ago

It’s necessary to sing again
One more time

(Good night)
(Sweet dreams)