The door (From inside project)
From inside project (English) The door Open your door, there are no photographers around me, the sky is blue and I'm on fire Break the seal, dust off, sing or simply make a noise to celebrate my arrival I bring you no contracts, handcuffs, or gag , please open the door and your hands You can peek before opening , this one here is me in prose , feared verses and strange sounds I'm arriving tired and hungry , open everything , including your smile Open that crooked, cheap wooden door , painted to separate , and let me in My credentials , medals , and insignias were liquefied along the way , but the sparkle in my eye remains , it's me again My shoes pinch , and the weariness is already showing it's weight , open everything you can There's no need to warn anyone , empowered by the goodwill and divine grace , unlock the door ...