I can see in my hands The traces of time And the weight of life I can feel it on my back The deeper the cracks Slowly sticks in my skin Hurting my flesh and soul Until make them bleed I'm sweeping my dirt With bottles of whiskey I'm cleaning deep inside With the red of the wine I'm sweeping my dirt With jars of beer I'm cleaning deep inside At the end of my life I sold my dreams To satisfied my needs But my vast loneliness Never could be filled Now is too late To take a look behind The time has come to talk To the closer death I'm sweeping my dirt With bottles of whiskey I'm cleaning deep inside With the red of the wine I'm sweeping my dirt With jars of beer I'm cleaning deep inside At the end of my life I can't change my way At the end of my days 'Cause I'm feeling the lovely caress Of her cold hand Close the curtain, turn off the lights All is done My comedy is over Your show must go on I'm sweeping my dirt With bottles of whiskey I'm cleaning deep inside With the red of the wine I'm sweeping my dirt With jars of beer I'm cleaning deep inside At the end of my life Ahhhh