Letra da Música: Dweller of the Streets - Dorsal Atlântica

Boozing whithout stopping, hours don't go by
And breathing the thin air among prostitutes
Qeers, bums, the smell of the lust and beer get me numb

The rain drops hard on hot ground
The smell of asphalt between you and i
There's just the night and the desire of meeting
This strange feeling of being alone becoming free in the air

Appointment without appointed time
The insistent noise of silence's tied by the same final sentiment

Dumb, corners, streets
Peeking in silence
Listened to us, walking and paiting
Dweller of the streets

He must be free and not feel tied to anything
And stay just the world without duties
The dweller of the streets' own reign
Just, live, free, now

If the streets could be mine i could embrace them
And feel them alive, beating, sucking the lives of those who pass by then
Or if i wanted to destroy everything as a passional crime
What's it for ? why not go away and forget it
I'm here and i know i remain cause i'll always come back