La Verdad
Alejandro Filio
The Truth
At first, truth rolled by
over the dust that guards the road
and fell into the arms of a silent man
destiny unchanged by anyone
That man who once had the truth
remained forever silent
lost in the shadow that covers this face
still the one who has searched the most
They want to sell me night as light
calmness as a storm
and I want to know where the hell is
where the hell is the truth
they want to sell me stone as a flower
fog as clarity
I just want to know where the hell is
where the hell is the truth
Some say it was a fatal sneeze
that sent truth northward
and that they've seen her strolling in the central park
in her leather mini and low-cut top
The truth is that one day truth grew tired
of seeking her truth without finding it
however, at first, truth rolled by
without anyone being able to save her.
