Tell me where you are going, poor devil
Tell me if you have been disinherited
Well, what bastards
I am a horse without a stable
Hey, they have thrown me out of hell
They say I am missing a sin
I wanted to stay inside, I promised to be quiet
But neither with my silence, nor being very devilish
Demons are my fears, demon is so much crying
Demons in the sea of doubts, where fright gets scared
Because the devil is forgetfulness

Because forgetfulness is slitting your veins
Losing the spring, searching for the lost
Removing the furniture from your head
Dreaming that you wake up in a sunken ship
I keep myself with a vigilant soul
Removing my sorrows by dreaming of you
Burning more wood, adding more fabric
Tasting the flavor of your glass of wine

Demon, come to hell, come where I have you by my side
Because hell is an oasis, in a desert of cries
Hell only burns you
When fire has never burned you
And having burned, you think, you no longer need mantles
That I only have my bonfire
Come, come, come
I am waiting for you

Demons are my fears, demon is so much crying
Demons in the sea of doubts, where fright gets scared
Because the devil is forgetfulness

Because forgetfulness is slitting your veins
Losing the spring, searching for the lost
Removing the furniture from your head
Dreaming that you wake up in a sunken ship
I keep myself with a vigilant soul
Removing my sorrows by dreaming of you
Burning more wood, adding more fabric
Tasting the flavor of your glass of wine
Because forgetfulness is slitting your veins
Losing the spring
Searching for the lost
Removing the furniture from your head
Dreaming that you wake up in a sunken ship
Dreaming that you wake up in a sunken ship

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