DEARS WOMAN'S BEING

I know, it’s true your words
But don’t make me slave of your mission
Because, my dear, you are dieding me
Step by step, and you don’t know where your chief
Found resources for try derroting me
And I know that your circunstances, but if it’s is true
Make your service, but leave me alone with my ways
Where is your sense, what is your weapons, goddess?

Please, I don’t give from you the true answers
But the latitude of my life, understand me, I don’t know
Exactly where’s I am, and I don’t know exactly who I am...

Engage me for anything, but after I know you
My life has changed, it’s importante the details of its circunstance,
But nothing for me import because the radio of power has mentioned
Your cold soul, and I know, inside of my heart, that you are a spiritual body inside your mechanical body.