Closed inside the theaters
Travelling the world
made them crazy
They can't write poems any longer
Where are your plane tickets?
where are the city lights?
They keep closed inside the theaters
They haven't stop dancing
on the floors, on the walls...
they will keep on dancing
untill the music ends
If your listen in the nights
you'll hear the beautiful melodies
playing on the roofs
If you listen in the nights
you will feel the sweetest dancings
coreografies of sex and wine
Their bodies will keep
on moving sensually
for a long time between the
figures drawn by the smoke
Where are your plane tickets?
where are the city lights?
They keep closed inside the theaters
The cocain dust is dirting
the sweetest pianos
today, non of them can
remember the flavour of success
They don't know who they were
neither what they will be
they just know how to live following
the craziness of their souls
they keep closed inside the theaters
