I'm thinking in bad mornings
like I've think in my age.
I'm fell bad in my life,
but I can't tell it someone.

I have only a wish,
I need only a chance,
I'm wanting only one more light!

My home with vampires,
My dreams, clovers and monsters;
My poems isn't solutions of my matters!
and the paper spoted ink-pen,
Have not solutions more,
Have not solutions more!

I have only a wish,
I need only a chance,
I'm wanting only one more light!
I'm wanting only one more light!

To live is complicated for us,
to be youngs gamblers in a jungle,
The jaguar and the snack turning around!
and my only gun is my pen!

I have only a wish,
I need only a chance,
I'm wanting only one more light!
I'm wanting only one more light!