Who can pretend to understand me
When it is most necessary to defend oneself
Finished, the chit-chat, broken, the ice
And scratched, the varnish on the surface
When at the same time one searches and loses oneself,
For all of a life that one wants to do well
I am as I am
I love as I love
Even if I pay the price
I am as I am
I am my desires
As follow those who love me
I dream as I dream
More often bad than good
Sometimes even of nothing
I am as I am
In any case I don't have
The pretense of anything
Which could pretend to have the key
To my childhood and its failures
To arrange all your clichés that reassure
Injuries to live beneath the armour
But who can pretend, again, pretend
To have a judgement to pass
And to be able to look himself in the face
What would he do in my place
When I myself search and lose myself therein
For this whole circus in which it is necessary to perform well

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