It's no secret to you
that we weren't angels,
and as if no pain hurt
we danced on the ruins of joy.
And sometimes on waking mornings
we knew it was waiting for us love.
We were like this, wild and good,
Innocent even among sinners
We were like this and a mark remains
which we leave here when we have to leave.
We were not afraid for nothing,
although a hundred of our plans collapsed,
we still
suffered without noticing that a wrinkle would appear on our face.
But sometimes in the wakeful twilights
we knew that peace was waiting for us.< br/>This is how we were, wild and good,
Innocent even among sinners
This is how we were and a mark remains
that we leave here when we have to leave.
This is how we were
Remember us
We were like this
Remember, remember us
We were like this...
We were like this...

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