| From giving so many lurches it seemed to me to see an art
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| In building a road to go nowhere
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| And at least I always saw reasons like to tell you
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| That maybe I never had anything new to tell you
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| Of not knowing what to do between again in this obstracism
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| Called to be a soldier in the ranks of pessimism
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| I began to revise the foundations of my agnosticism and
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| Because I didn't want to believe, I didn't even want to believe in myself.
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| I left the borders of what I feel for my people
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| I was taking concepts and gathering words
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| And now I think I'm a tree because the wind doesn't bend me
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| And if this fog goes away you will be able to see what I am talking about
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| Put two candles on the patron saint of the incredibles
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| Wasn't this poor preacher born in a stable
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| But if there is a cloud so big that your mind is cloudy
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| I will also know how to look for my sanpedro and my sanpablo
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| That now my luck has changed
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| And they made me want to love you again
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| And tell you that I'm not doing all this, much less me for you
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| And I don't feel sorry, I have to be honest with you
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| Because oblivion killed sorrows, I left them for the ashtrays
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| I left them
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| I realized a long time ago that crossing out was impeccable
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| I achieved the impossible the day I lost a safety pin
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| Leave in my house what is not essential
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| It was unthinkable for me to take more than what is essential
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| They wanted to see from below how the cable crossed
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| And then my balance proved to them infallible
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| They wanted to discuss another veh what is indisputable
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| That sharp tongues kill more than sabers
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| It would have been no use distributing swords
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| You earn much more in this life by being kind
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| And you don't look with the same eyes at the fearsome
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| I will therefore make my verse a chewable element
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| And let them say what they say if they speak what they speak
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| That what they are saying seems predictable to me
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| That just by fighting I will become beatable
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| But my thought won't become tame
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| They were going for me but in a hurry
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| They forgot to do things right
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| They forgot to hide the laughs
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| And his fall was vertiginous
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| They didn't count on my huge weight
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| They underestimated my luck even
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| They doubted the faith I profess
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| But I confess that my faith prevailed |