(However, Nevertheless, Therefore)

Could this be the end?

Could it really be?

All this was nothing special, even so

I don't think I should see it now

My time is numbered

Nothing happened, but go

Running away from me, yes

But from you, no, never again

It should be open

And constrained, to see only

Life was made of things

We can't even see but it was this

Thing, thing, thing

However, it was this

Ugly thing, a little baby made

Came out of the water, for this?

Nevertheless, that was it

Time passed and they were there

The new cities and this

Therefore too much for everyone

Life was a consequence

Acts are planted and harvested

Your name changed us

Add another percentage of what I do

I know I'm better, better and better

Be it for this nothing for this

Everything for this

And be what you want this

Wouldn't it be just like that?

Life was made of things

We can't even see but it was this

Thing, thing, thing

However, it was this

Ugly thing

A little baby made

Came out of the water, for this?

Nevertheless, that was it

Time passed and they were there

The new cities and this

Could this be the end?

Could it really be?

All this was nothing special, even so