The cloud cast its shadow
With the sunset another day’s gone by
And no memo’s left aside
Somewhat upset but don’t know why
Pictures hung on the window
Make no sound and tell the stories
Not in a hurry
But all those days can never come back
Losing the battles, losing the ability of thinking
Losing the hopes and, losing the chances to enjoy love

Beathe the smell of this city
Full of dust and agitation
It keeps worsening
Wipe out the ease and peace inside of me
Sit in the middle of nowhere
In such a silence no conversation
Only hesitation
Eating all my sense of happiness

Losing the battles, losing the ability of thinking
Losing the hopes and, losing the chances to enjoy love

Things are changing too fast, too quickly to anticipate
Am I getting so busy running ahead without a break
Turn around and look back at the way I’m coming through
Already been obscure…