now the courtroom is quiet, but who will confess.
is it true you betrayed us? the answer is yes.
then read me the list of the crimes that are mine,
i will ask for the mercy that you love to decline.
and all the ladies go moist, and the judge has no choice,
a singer must die for the lie in his voice.
and i thank you, i thank you for doing your duty,
you keepers of truth, you guardians of beauty.
your vision is right, my vision is wrong,
i´m sorry for smudging the air with my song.

oh, the night it is thick, my defences are hid
in the clothes of a woman i would like to forgive,
in the rings of her silk, in the hinge of her thighs,
where i have to go begging in beauty´s disguise.
oh goodnight, goodnight, my night after night,
my night after night, after night, after night, after night, after night.

i am so afraid that i listen to you,
your sun glassed protectors they do that to you.
it´s their ways to detain, their ways to disgrace,
their knee in your balls and their fist in your face.
yes and long live the state by whoever it´s made,
sir, i didn´t see nothing, i was just getting home late.