Another drop of absinthe
And a line of yellow on the hat
I jumped away from the hill
Where the real art are stacked
Dont go, do not go
Come live with me in my yellow house
Get close, do not go
Sorry for the razor in your neck
Get this piece of me
While I will rest at the house of vines and olives
And when I leave
I will go closer to you brother
I will calm my demons on the field
And shoot in my chest
Die in your arms
And the sadness forever will last
And all I ever learned from life
Is to suffer without complain
