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Freeze Moon

That innocent girl,
passing by the Cadillacs on display in the avenue
makes us hot just with the sight of her hip-huggers.
Then we get hungry and rush into a burger shop,
chasing French fries down with Cola.
Wanting to feel good,
we hold our breath again and again, but then
we tumble down and get stuck in a chain-link fencing.
We always end up feeling lonely.

I can feel the wind,
I long for the wind.
I want to know where the wind is trying to go.
Stand up with pride!

Because tonight, ’till morning comes
I’ll keep racing.
You can sleep to the sound of the engine, if you want to.

Oh… spread your wings!
Oh… long for the wind!
Our midnight wings will end up in tatters.
Inevitably we’ll flirt again with the city,
and dance without end.

Leaning against a fence, a little disquieted,
just like the old times,
we all kept silent.
Tonight she’s letting the drugs carry her
trying to turn into the drag-queen we’d seen long ago.

You can no longer hear the scratching against the glass
but even now the fragments of glass on the street
are scattered like stars.
That was precisely
like the dreams we had back then.

We all feel the wind
Long for the wind… oh
Where is the wind trying to go…
don’t you all want to know?
Stand up with pride!

And if you feel like something is still missing,
then you could get in the streets and buy (company for) the night,
’cause nobody will ask you “why?”

Oh… spread your wings!
Oh… long for the wind!
Our midnight wings will end up in tatters.
Inevitably we’ll flirt again with the city
and dance without end.

The night always ends up in a freeze.
When I straddle the bike I left abandoned for so long
I feel like I used to back in the day.
The guys lying on the car hood,
stare at the loneliest star in the city,
and mutter words hardly nobody understands.

Oh… but what was it, that way of life?
That rhythm… what was it, actually?
Because nothing is how it should be.
Nothing is how it should be.
Nothing is how it should be.

Oh… spread your wings!
Oh… long for the wind!

When the night wind blows through the city,
we smoke tobacco
and by the time our last cigarette is finished,
we don’t even have the money to go home.
What is it that you can do, exactly?
I want to go on living,
just like in the dreams I had tonight.
So, go faster,
until everything shines, more and more.
We’ve got to keep racing… Ah!
[Spread your wings… in the wind]

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