Poeta De Corazon

Singing to the wind, I drift away
but I won't leave
the path that my God has set for me.
Not because one single lord
won't listen to my verses
or understand my calling.

And I won’t find profit
but I will find the echo
of my guitar as I sing
and with it, I’ll fill
my pockets and my cravings
or my desire to succeed,
because the road is long
but I’m starting to walk.

If my path is thorny
I’ll never close my eyes
or forget that I’m a poet
at heart.

And there will be someone with me
who will share my feelings,
my flaws, and my faith.
She will be my woman
who, feeling proud,
will have to be my wife,
a partner in my hours
and my desire to love.

My solitude will be the cradle
for my moon to be born,
my stars and my sun.

My school will be life
which, since it’s not so simple,
I’ll have to show
that I don’t need to be
tied to four books
written by some doctor.
And I feel it’s better
to live off what I know.