Drinking کے بول

Night is the ideal territory Want to be born again There’s in the darkness the unknown That the day is revealed as a frustration Reflections and sorrows I don’t leave them for tomorrow I face now, while I'm drunk In a wonderful stage of consciousness Tomorrow everything backs to normal shit! Despair is what moves the reality An inconstant feeling of fear Fight against it, against the instincts That make us who we really are I’ve been drinking for a long time And understood more than ever Life goes the same for anyone Even if you serve a command Giving up to live on my own Is how to break this bottle And allow the fluid to drain down Not remaining in my blood