The dreamlike sound gently lulls the body
Between waking and sleep, I try to find peace
Strength and solace so needed in the fight against anxiety
Poja's mouth thirsty for great hopes and words
I tell her to beat her chest and regret
But it's just an empty gesture
Great content, big words
Buried a long time ago, lost somewhere
I tell you to beat your chest, wait for a miracle
But it's still an empty gesture< br/>Waking up is a source of pain
I still want to stay between wakefulness and sleep

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