Vade Retro
Turf
Back Off
Back off,
back off Satan,
don't come near my home,
my sweet home.
I'm not scared
because I have a mission,
to make music
that feeds the illusion
when the cinema
becomes real
and you experience a scene of terror
where on the street they steal your place
the usual idiots
back off,
back off Satan,
don't come near my home,
my sweet home.
I'm an atheist
but I believe that the truth,
don't look for me,
because you won't find me
when the sky
is in a total lake
the storm
threatens to release
every time the flood comes
I don't drown if I think:
that the friends
that destiny introduced me to,
will be there forever.
that the women
who gave us love stories,
will be there forever.
that the chords
of the next song,
will be there forever,
in my heart
