Turbid waters in a well greater than my loneliness.
My heart is a thief, it is a bastard.
I see the reflection in the water of your eyes, full of desire.
And I want what you, I want what you.
Water and fury in a larger part of our friendship.
The difference is marked by the presence of a hunger
and thirst stronger than being like others.
And if we didn't walk?
And if we weren't?
Very holy crazy people.
The brothers.
Since the beginning of time, crazy people walk to the taste of the wind.
Free without knowing how to be.
What if we didn't walk?
And if we weren't?
Very holy crazy people.
The brothers.
Muddy waters in a well greater than my loneliness.
My heart is a thief, it is a bastard.
I see the reflection in the water of your eyes, full of desire.
And I want what you, I want what you.
Water and rain in a larger part of our friendship.
Companions washed by a common dream;
Tied to the road.
And what was was, and never will be again.
What if we didn't walk?
And if we weren't?
Very holy crazy people.
The brothers.
I don't know and I didn't see it
And I didn't even feel how everything changed for me.
Stop! My mind lies so my steps follow.
Muddy waters in a well greater than my loneliness.
My heart is a thief, it is a bastard.
I see the reflection in the water of your eyes, full of desire.
And I want what you, I want what you.
Water and fury in a larger part of our friendship.
The bread of our desire,
The fullness of our belly,
The lack of our life
What if we didn't walk?
And if we weren't?
Very holy crazy people.
The brothers.
Together in the search we search for something more.
What if we didn't walk?
And if we weren't?
Very holy crazy people.
The brothers.

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