Calm
From the assaults of gunpowder
And haste causes sparks
Leave monsters at the bottom of bottles
I advise you a lot of calm
Prudence has a velvet step
I with the arsonist's license
I say in a special edition
That you need a lot of calm
(Uh, uh)
Or you burn with the paper
(Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh)

There is no poetry
Sweeter than a rain that gives
Scent to this infernal life
But let's be careful how much falls
What's the point of talking anymore
Pretending not to see
That you are a spring ready to snap
And I can't hold you back anymore

Calm
An instinct should never be restrained
Otherwise it dies suffocated
But haste leads to the result
Of letting anger win
There are no exits on that road
And it's better we don't take it
A revolutionary calm
Yes, we deserve it
(Uh, uh)
Yes, we deserve it
(Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh)

There is no poetry
Sweeter than a rain that gives
Scent to this infernal life
But let's be careful how much falls
What's the point of talking anymore
Looking at you through a glass
I help your spring to snap
But give me something to drink

Calm
Calm
Calm
Calm (calm)

Calm
Calm
Or you burn with the paper
Calm

Calm
Or you burn with the paper
(Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh)
Calm
Or you burn with the paper
(Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh)

Calm

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