There’s a little passion, and passion of stress,
stress of generations, generations of the masses
I’m walkin’ down the street from a corner to a corner
I’m seein’ only dust of wars of drugs, of loves
Can you kiss, try to kiss, can you kiss a mess of mist.
Can you love, try to love, can you love your enemies?
Until the end
Do you feel this little passion of the God and of the Satan?
Do you feel the stress in your mind we need and always find
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