Los Pegasos

Awake and love, that lives inside my skin,
Perfumes the heart of the wise man I will be,
With Venus on the mudguard of my feet,
I walk up the street where I usually stop,
My freedom, my will, my solitude,
Just me facing life and the pegasi, like every dawn,
Saying that this day will be the day, that there is nothing to fear.

Awake and greeting the neighbors of space,
The night winks at me, lost in the asphalt,
The sun looks at me with a gesture of 'Why another day!'
Just me and this buddy, the only one in the ship,
Who has an abundance of joy, innocence, old melodies,
Just me in front of the traffic light singing, singing in the rain.
And the pegasi like every dawn,
Saying that this day will be the day, that there is nothing to fear.

And I hear myself walking, that today is the same as pulsating,
And the old heart beats strongly without stopping,
If it's true that love saved those lacking in mercy,
Then I am truer than love,
Conjugated in the first person of the act of loving.

I walk to the moon, with the newspaper under my arm,
And in a flutter of wings, I travel through the old space,
I look at her and confess, that I love her too much,
That her dreams are my dreams, that this song is a gift,
I give her my freedom, my will, my solitude.
Just me in front of the moon, kneeling at her feet,
While she looks at me for a long time, and with a kiss on the forehead,
She whispers please forgive me, it can't be.

And I hear myself walking, that today is not the same as pulsating,
And the old heart has decided not to walk anymore,
If it's true that love saved those lacking in mercy,
Then I am more false than love,
Conjugated in the first person of the act of loving.

Awake and the clock, touches my shoulder once again,
Says resist my friend, don't look back anymore,
And to the heart that yesterday, was still halfway,
The pegasi have patched it up, and it's ready to use.

And I hear myself walking, that today is the same as pulsating,
And the new heart beats strongly without stopping,
If it's true that love gives more than one chance,
Then I am truer than love,
Conjugated in the first person of the act of loving.

Just as certain as the pegasi, that in the new dawn,
Have told me that a good day is the present,
That the moon is not the only woman,
And to beware of love like of no one else,
Because it can appear, because it can appear,
Because it can appear.