I've been in these old plains for a thousand hours a day
The sun is melting all my brain it's driving me insane
And I have seen mirages but I doubt of my own mind
The faith is not a friend of very disappointed hearts
When I was a child I lost the scapular I had
My mother gave it to me to keep me safe from what I am
In fact I think I never had a single amulet
I'm just a bad luck sucker with a wretched broken fate

All this endless grieving
All these sorrow feelings
Melancholic singings
Always out of step
From the end to the beginning
Melancholic singings

I always had the feeling I was walking the wrong way
Trying to avoid problems but stumbling on mistakes
Whenever I fell down there was a crag beneath my feet
And during the downfall I wondered what's so wrong with me
And then I saw those lovers dancing in a sunny day
But over my head there was nothing but a dismal mist
I begged for some mercy and I got some disregard
Then I saw the gloom with my own eyes