Madrugada-madrugada-madrugada-madrugada.... I saw the white I saw the green I saw the tainted black, stains of ink and wax Black bird in a green hand held Held inside my head And inside my head A vast astronomy of birds Look at the wall, the paint is already starting to come off It was all for nothing I guess Which side are you on Which side are you on, yeah Which side I follow under the wheel of the moon with a circle sand and bad dreams See everything piles up no, and everything is exactly what it seems I feel tempted to call friend And say: hey that's no it all You see I comprehend everything now And this experiment has blown up in my face like a snowball Now which side are you on Which, which side Are you, are you on -madrugada-madrugada-madrugada- Once again I crossed a narrow field I came to the road, but the path was gone, not there I span around, I caught the sun, I saw her lips, but they had turned blue Now it's just a stain, no meaner thing, it's just a stain It's just blood Now, I should have lied, I should have lied I could have lied Which, which side, are you on Which, which side, are you on We come back the home will never be the same again, oh what madrugada-madrugada-madrugada