Ela
Dom La Nena
She
She can't think
She can't remember
Doesn't even want to mention
What's left behind
She doesn't want to look
Can't bear
To know it's like this
Everything comes to an end someday
And she was never happy
Her life is made of good airs, bad airs
Starry nights, moonlit nights
Never the same day, never the same air
She doesn't know where she's going
What the wind took away
Her gaze
She doesn't want to, she doesn't even try
To open her eyes and see
In the distance, the sea
Can't hear
Can't sing
Can't cry
Her life is made of good airs, bad airs
When at the window right upon waking
She feels suffocated and can't jump
Her life is made of good airs, bad airs
Starry nights, moonlit nights
Never the same day, never the same air
