Gente Detergente
Once Tiros
Detergent People
I have a saturated life,
The lungs filled with ashes,
Not to mention the migraine,
But the pain dissolves,
I think it senses that you're there
For me.
Work tortures me,
The city overwhelms me,
Always chasing the coin,
But I sketch a smile
When the breeze brings me your scent.
How many dreams mutilated
On a beam of uncertainty,
The habit as an executioner,
And if everything is off
I know by your side there's a glow,
Tempting.
Time that never reaches me,
Always in the same line,
Your routine is my routine,
And even though I'm always passing through
I take your arm and go with you,
Oh no no.
And I don't want to continue
Being just like this,
Pure flesh and bones,
Pure nerve and brains
Being a mishmash
Of mundane clichés,
I don't want to be human anymore.
I want to feel
Ethereal in essence,
Pure transparency,
Without the consequences
Of living
Among so many people
With the scent of detergent.
I don't want to continue
Being just like this,
Pure flesh and bones,
Pure nerve and brains
Being a mishmash
Of mundane clichés,
I don't want to be human anymore.
I want to feel
Ethereal in essence,
Pure transparency,
Without the consequences
Of living
Among so many people
With the scent of detergent.
I found you,
I found you.
