Carmen, you told me yourself
That even in the eighties it was like this
People who chew and then spit
They leave and don't even say hi
I don't want to please you
I want to inflict my verses on you
I don't want to hold back and live with raw nerves
Making sad songs and crying on
A world that wants us strong, and we
Always with the wind against us
Inside this hell in a winter
With words I built my summer
Carmen, you told me yourself
Because dreaming is always a duty
Risking against a wind that
Scratches us with drastic words
And minds that aren't very flexible
I still want to contradict myself, mess up, then hurt myself
I want to be incorrect, grow but without hurry
Have controversial days, take wrong steps too
Making sad songs and crying on
A world that wants us strong, and we
Without ever yelling at each other
Inside this hell in a winter
With words I built my summer