A Tree - The Deal Between Nature and Myself

It's so cold.
The melodies are warming my weak corpse.
Let me run; let me run by all this mountains.
I am freedom in itself.
I am the hunter,
I am the animal.
This land where I grew up... my roots...
The picture of a broken landscape that I created
...my thoughts...
Let me be as much as human how I want to be
Let me cry for trivial situations in what I can believe
I am free...


...And sometimes my strength loses credibility;
my heart is frozen and loses many pictures.


...I am the animal in evolution here.
I am the incredible human being.
Let me try to represent my beliefs in useless words.
Give me nature, give me the power of doing, don't walk away.
Give me the power that I gave you, help me forget what you didn't create.
Help me breath again.
Help me breath again.


...And sometimes my strength loses credibility,
my heart is frozen and loses many pictures.


"The nigth turns even more obscure of what I remember.
The stars will no shine anymore like they did so many years ago.
...Use the philosophic hand, Use the philosophic hand..."


...And sometimes my strength loses credibility,
my heart is frozen and loses many pictures.


Is so cold.
The melodies are heating my weak corpse.
Let me run, let me run by all this montains.
I am the freedom itself.
I am the hunter,
I am the animal.
This land where I grew up... my roots...
The picture of the broken landscape that I created
...my thoughts...
I can create what I want again.
You must help me,
Show me all your life
Give me all... Again.