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It's like the day that walks
Like the night that approaches
Like two eyes that are watching
From behind a curtain and don't make themselves noticed
It's like a tree in the desert
Like a trick not yet discovered
Like something that was better not done
Like the corpse of a star, on the foam of the sea
It's lightning, it's hail, it's dust, it's drought
Water breaking the embankment and leaving a black line
On the first floor of the city
Is someone knocking, baby, were you expecting someone?
Did you look outside, baby?
And I didn't see anyone
Is someone knocking, baby, and wagging the tail
There's something passing in this empty room
Like a silhouette on the floor
Like sand under the cement
Like a lean disease
Like the past, in a photograph
Like a land becoming foreign
Like a morning turning into evening
Evening of a holiday, turning into a storm
Like a long goodbye
Like a smile that lasts a minute
Like a tear thrown into the future
Like a glance, beyond the wall
Someone came, baby, who didn't introduce themselves
They came anyway, baby, but they weren't invited
Someone came, baby, who watches us and stays silent
And there's something changing under this ceiling
It's like a day that walks
Actually, it's like the night dragging
Like a cloud on consciousness
Like the apocalypse, in a science fiction tale
Like from the core of an explosion
Like from the closure of a nation
Like from the choir of a cathedral
Or from the den of an animal
Like from a keyhole
Like from the bridge of a spaceship
Like you and me watching
All these things, passing
Is someone knocking, baby, were you expecting someone?
I looked in the dark, baby, and I didn't see anyone
Too many times zero, baby, doesn't mean one
There's something burning in all this smoke