When my eyes got open in that night
I met your smiling and I wanted to cry
You were loving and I, I wanted to hate
You were going away and I wanted to stay

Now, I've found my way, oh mirror!
I've found my way of coming back to you!
I've found... I've found...

My mirror,
DIstortions on your image
I begin to rot, I cover my face, because
You, mirror
Are the shadow of my reflect
So I punched you - crazy way of bright stars

Mirror, my mirror
Flying through the air
Mirror, my mirror
I see you becoming a

Dark mirror
Reflecting only images
Of the past, the last
Thing that you saw was my
Wrist in blood
I'll never look for you
I'll never go into you, because

My fear, oh mirror!
You are flying through the air
And maybe, dark mirror
I cannot find the way of coming back!

Fight for
Your liberty
You are jailed in other dimension
Beyond the mirror

Fly for
The lovely fight
You're frightened with the darkness
Blind for a long time

Cry for...
Cry out loud
...for the one who's not reflected
Now he's crashed, lying on the floor

My mirror
I'll never look for you
I'll never discover what you were
Because
You, mirror
Are flying in the a ir
Mirror, my mirror
Now I found the way of coming back!!!

When the light breaks the darkness
When the silence breaks the sound
When the oppression breaks the dream
Of a dream without oppression

You begin to have visions
Of a world with no pain
Where the trees, almost drying
Will live into the rain

If you have a mind
That oblies you to think
If you have a sun
That makes you shine, then:

Turn on, tune in, drop out!
In the underground ways
A free ride to space
Turn on, tune in, drop out!
In the underground,
Of the Beat Generation

Never mind of being alive
But fight to live better
Go out of the strait-jacket
Go out of your american way of life

The real dreams starts now
In the frozen America of sixth decade
Kerouac, Ginsberg and the Drop-outs
United by the acid, jazz and liberty

On the road
The utopia is on the streets
In the watched subterraneous
And the dream turns into reality

Underground ways,
Who to be kind to?
Underground ways,
We'll be the outsiders...

There's no moss in a rolling stone: drop out!

The hours aren't worth it
The time is lost
My debts I pay with my soul
And now I have to go

My hands are decided
Now they think for me
The soul is afflicted
My hands are decided
Now they think for me
The soul is...

Anxious to go
And challenge the unknown
Anxious to stay
And let the destiny do the service

My hands are decided
Now they think for me
The soul is afflicted

I'm tired...

Totally drugged on account of desperation
I try to let control
I must have some hope
But I know I am drinking the last
Glass of water
It tastes bitter and hot

I don't know
If I am a coward
I don't know
What I am, really

I think I'm sick
I just know that my hands
Fear for just one more second
They are in a hurry
To take my away from this world
God, excuse me...
Goodbye...

The vice is my only cure
Then, please, let me play in peace
Let me sing
Sing about madness
I know that my hands are hard

But it was just imagination
And you can know I'll never enter
In the desperation
Of any madness

Then, please, let me in this mad peace
In this chest, fascination
The only thing I want is going high
And make me constellation

Let me close my eyes
Feel the future disappear
Between my hands
Let me kill you, bastard
And let me draw, my dreams
You've repressed,
Of your veins...
Then, I'll live in your crystal pyramid
And I'll seal your eyes
Leaving you alone in the darkness
And forever I'll be immortal

Then, I'll call you, my father
You'll have your end
Into the mirror you say
Suicide, fool...

"Viva el sol,
Que trae el dia:
La lluvia
Las flores;
Oro real!!!"

June, the twenty-fourth
The hipnotic majesty
Celebrates its day, today
His golden rays burn down my madness

Machu Pichu
Inevitable madness
Landscapes, stones
Flowers wanting the sun
Machu Pichu
Inca's Ivy
Hallucination
A party for the sunrise

Inca's tradition
To pray, sing the sun
People make you feel
The music in the air

Machu Pichu
Inevitable madness
Landscapes, stones
Flowers wanting the sun

It rises behind the walls
Of earth and breaks
The limits of the sky

The ways, the people
And the mountains
The harmony between the stones,
The flowers and the sunrise

Eyes afraid of
Waiting for the celebrity that
Shines a light that
Burns the darkness...
Skylight, between two
Worlds, flowing off of the
Twilight, he's just a picture
Now he's... painted my eyes!!!
A party for the sunrise - Machu Pichu
A party for the sunrise - Inca's Ivy
Hallucination... Hallucination...
Hallucination...

Olha o bicho lá no lixo,
Arrastando sem parar.
Bicho vai almoçar!

Comendo tudo pela frente
E lambendo até babar.
Bicho, vou vomitar!

Se a fome o apertar
Começa logo a gritar
O bicho vai se revoltar!

Implorando mais um pouco,
De detrito pra traçar
Bicho, vai se matar!

This worm is tired
'cause of the trash he's looking for
His banquet, bitterness
That makes us throw up, too
How many worms in front of me
In this infinite drain
A rotten banana
Is beautiful food

And you're living in the streets...
Hey Jimmy!!!

Worm go to lunch!
Worm, I'll throw up!
The worm, will revolt!
Worm, you'll kill yourself!

Worm will attack!
Worm, go and take care of yourself
Worm, I am gonna cry
Worm, you'll grow fatter

No menu desta noite
Pão, mofo, modess, caviar
Bicho vai atacar!

Um alfinete enferrujado,
E uma guimba pra fumar.
Bicho, vai se tratar!

Tem também de sobremesa,
Pra você se deliciar,
Bicho, eu vou chorar!
Rocambole ao molho pardo,
Pó de café, maracujá
Bicho, vai engordar!

If you do not worry
And walk around without looking
Know that inside of the trash
You are gonna be

A moment for a snack
A coffee break
With that, what he eats
Nobody can stand up (repeat)

Ó mamãe eu não acredito
Naquilo que estou vendo
Bicho, como é que vai?

Olhando bem pro lixo imundo
Vejo um homem se mexendo
Bicho, chega pra cá!

E lá dentro do estômago,
No meio duma indigestão
Bicho, e o hospital?

O doutor disse: não atendo
E o bicho morre de inanição
Bicho!!! Qual é meu irmão?

"Hear the sound of this ritual, warrior!
Hear the sound of my roar, warning!
I'm flying through the mountains
To visit your land
You have already heard tales about me
Sweet tales
But now you'll know me during the fight!"

"You're just dreaming now"
I'm nearer of what you think
Dream, fool warrior
Dream this nightmare
See, I can fly by myself

I can kill using my mind
All of the warriors, now have the same nightmare
I hope you know, I'm walking around your beds
All of the warriors, may die now, take care!
I'm not a good thing..."

The ice starts to melt again!!!

"Wake up!
I'm still here...
Warrior, wake up!
Invisibility..."

Dartherium, I don't know, I don't feel, do I hate you?
You will destroy my land, won't you?

"Your ancestors have died
'cause they
Did not believe it!
I'm the warriors cold weather, the fear, the hate
The dream, the flower, I'm an idea, a force...
The magic that will remain the same!!!"

The dreams are in the starts
On any green sky
People gathered searching the past
Reviving decade by decade

Near the Mississipi river
Drinking the same old whiskey
Watching the white hairs
Of negroes blues men

In the smoking bars of Chicago
We see the shine of the metal in jazz
The opaque of tousled hairs
In the improvised fusion of the infinite madness

Inside Elvis' rebellion
We find our friend Rock 'n' roll
With its big toupee
We find the first hairy

I love you baby
Bring the dreams
Of the world to me
I love you baby
Yeah, now it seems
To be the world I see

And the rockies are going rolling
In the torrent of energy
The Beatles madness and the Stones curse
Pulling: let it be, let it bleed

In the first meeting with LSD
We shouted for peace at the Woodstock farm
From peace symbol to hairs in the waist
Travelling like hippies, Janis and Hendrix

In the grey nights of Birmgham pubs
The marginal aggression of the pre-historical hairs
And the Deep Purple dinosaurs
Flew with Miss Zeppelin and Singin' Black Sabbath hymns

Today, we're already inside the green sky
And the stars of dreams don't shine anymore
'Cause the old hairies dreams now
Because our reality
We learn to fight this battle and also to
Win the wars

In the infinite horizons of music
The most beautiful song has been lost
And, now we are all together
Looking for the lost song
Looking for the heart that has gone
Looking for our souls

The lost song
Will make me happy
The lost song
Will bring me love

Following that song, my dreams has gone too
I will follow that old bluesman
That has passed by me singin' the most
Beautiful song
With his guitar on his back
He's travelling 'round the world

I must find it...
Meet... it...
Again...