See I 'm feeling hard babe
I'm in the middle of people I cannot understand
I'm opposite to cruel ideas, they don't seem to end
I love my work, I do it well
It seems for this reason I will be expelled
I have no metron in my life but I can't harm
even a fly annoying, I drive it away nodding my arm.
I want you endlessly, you just went away
I stay alone, remembering you, throwing flowers in your way.
All this around is changing, people hate.
I feel the love for every being, I trust fate.
I enjoy the sun, the nature, simple life
although I often feel I 'm stabbed in the back with a knife.
No matter, I'm used to it, I won't change.
I'll stay bleeding,gullible, even strange...
