At last on the radio
An old man talks
Like the sound of too many defeat
He talks about his life outside the line
Too easy to sell
Candies to a baby
You cannot get back to the colors of Istanbul
And to the sand of the Spanish coast
I left the hands out
Of this color a reminder of love
There are only ashes on the glory avenue
But you can chase
After what remains
Until the last breath
Southern journey
To Mandingo town
The silk light of the Chinese house
Any time was a waste of time!
Running barefoot down the line
I left the hands out
Of this color a reminder of love
I'm lonely on the streets of glory
But you can chase
After what remains
Until the last breath
