Guardião
João Caetano
Guardian
It's an empty entrance
It's a road too long
This wind on my face,
Insisting, pushing me back
Passenger was all I did
Lonely in the fights I wanted
I have nothing left
Except for one more road
It's an empty life
It's a coming too long
The truth on my face
Insisting, pushing me back
Lonely in the fights I wanted
Disguised, if only happy
Companion of the night
In the directions I never know
In my chest this book
Closed that I never opened
Erased in the sorrow of being
The guardian of this nothing
I only keep memories
I don't want to split myself
In the presence, in the steps, in the end
That this road will take
In my chest this book
Closed that I never opened
Erased in the sorrow of being
The guardian of this nothing
I only keep memories
I don't want to split myself
In the presence, in the steps, in the end
That this road will take
