Podria Ser

I could be, all my life picking up the stars that
Were scattered across the sky for you
I could be singing until I lose my voice
I could be your oar

I could be the one who takes the leftovers of your kisses
The last page of the book of your desire
I could be pretending every night until the sun rises
I could do it

You can see, how I respect everything you are experiencing
How I do it just because you believe it's true
And that in my life there is only one reason and one verse

I could be the calm in the main street of some day this month
The mark of that book you stopped reading
I could even be the one who never was
I could be the time in the extra time of a meeting
Where you always know you have to lose
I could be the stubborn one who repeats the moments
Even knowing that it will fall again

What I couldn't be, is an excuse or a pretext

I could be, all my life like that serene one
Opening the door every night to your torments
I could be vigil, scream, and savior, in the end
Maybe also your land
You can see, that my future knows more than your despises
That my present entertains itself like a fool
And that in my life there is only one reason and one verse

I could be the calm in the main street of some day this month
The mark of that book you stopped reading
I could even be the one who never was
I could be the time in the extra time of a meeting
Where you always know you have to lose
I could be the stubborn one who repeats the moments
Even knowing that it will fall again

What I couldn't be, is an excuse or pretext