Like the Coldest Rain When I was young in this same old ground. Things were cleaner, shining days. There were no lies but the life to explore. With no time to lose, I started playing. When the game began there was an illusion in my heart. There were no fears, there was only the sky, and the luck was by my side. But the stones roll and there´s a price to pay. Oh! I feel like the water of the rain, I´m running down into the mountain's veins. Oh! I may, I may never forget how these ways have made what I am. Now I´m still moving but I´m getting older, sometimes I feel like the coldest rain, that grows colder the heart of the children, when they lose their dreams to become, to become men. Oh, like the coldest rain Hum, like the coldest rain