Pale and translucent
I'm a bastard son
Of a bastard son
In a saffron haze
In the garden gates
Feel the morning sun
Darling bring my gun
To shoot on
On my emerald heart
On my emerald heart
After all
We will be back to the dust

Sad and confused
I feel myself dumb
And it's really so funny
While my face melts
And I hear some bells
I'm the favorite son
Darling bring my gun
To shoot on
On my emerald heart
On my emerald heart
After all
We will be back to the dust

Ahh... Ahh
Ahh... Ahh

Overwhelmed by the sunshine
When all my hopes are denied
Just to die in every sunrise
To born again when falls the night

Pale and confused
I'm the favorite son
Darling bring my gun
To shoot on…
On my emerald heart
On my emerald heart
After all
We will be back to the dust

Ahh… Ahh…
Ahh… Ahh…

Overwhelmed by the sunshine
When all my hopes are denied
Just to die in every sunrise
To born again when falls the night

To waste myself
Are you like me?… confused…
To wait for someone else
My soul slips through my nose
In my snow ocean
Do you feel? It's so cold…
Only dreams in white
Love is so much confused

Pale and translucent
I'm a bastard son
Of a bastard son…