I've been in these old plains for a thousand hours a day The sun is melting all my brain it's driving me insane And I have seen mirages but I doubt of my own mind The faith is not a friend of very disappointed hearts When I was a child I lost the scapular I had My mother gave it to me to keep me safe from what I am In fact I think I never had a single amulet I'm just a bad luck sucker with a wretched broken fate
All this endless grieving All these sorrow feelings Melancholic singings Always out of step From the end to the beginning Melancholic singings
I always had the feeling I was walking the wrong way Trying to avoid problems but stumbling on mistakes Whenever I fell down there was a crag beneath my feet And during the downfall I wondered what's so wrong with me And then I saw those lovers dancing in a sunny day But over my head there was nothing but a dismal mist I begged for some mercy and I got some disregard Then I saw the gloom with my own eyes