Come as you are, as you were, as I want you to be.
As a friend, as a friend, as a old enemy.
Take your time, hurry up, the choice is yours, don't be late.
Take a rest, as a friend, as an old memoria
Memoria
Memoria
Memoria

Come doused in mud, soaked in bleach, as I want you to be.
As a trend, as a friend, as a old memoria
Memoria
Memoria
Memoria

Well I swear that I don't have a gun
No, I don't have a gun
No, I don't have a gun


Memoria... Memoria... Memoria... Memoria...

And I swear that I don't have a gun
No, I don't have a gun
No, I don't have a gun
No, I don't have a gun
No, I don't have a gun
(Memoria...Memoria....)