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born on the skirts of the city
where trams don't run anymore
where the air is popular
it's easier to dream than
to face up reality...

many young people leave
to look for more than what
they've got, probably because
they never returned the blows
they got and inside they
even hurt more

and I have learnt that in life
nobody never gives us more
what a breath, what a rise
getting on without
ever turning back...

and now you are here
to give a meaning to my days
everything is ok from the
moment you are here
now you
but I don't forget all my
friends that are still there...

and one always feels more lonely
at this age you don't know...
you don't know, how many rides,
how many flights, getting on
without ever arriving...

and now you are here
in the middle of my thoughts
you will be the interior part
of my breaths and the desire
that doesn't limit itself
you are already a
reinforcement for me...

now you know the man
who's inside myself...

born on the skirts of the
city where I hardly go back
the wind remains that I have left
there like a train that has passed
today you're close to me
today you're the only one
today you're there...
now you