Mundo Grande

No, my heart is not bigger than the world
It's much smaller
It can't even hold my pains
That's why I like to talk about myself so much
That's why I bare myself
That's why I scream
That's why I frequent the newspapers, expose myself bluntly in the bookstores
I need everyone

Yes, my heart is very small
Only now I see that it can't hold men
Men are outside, they are on the street
The street is huge. Bigger, much bigger than I expected
But the street also can't hold all men
The street is smaller than the world
The world is big

You know how big the world is
You know the ships that carry oil and books, meat and cotton
You've seen the different colors of men
The different pains of men
You know how hard it is to suffer all of this, to pile all of this
In one man's chest without it bursting

Close your eyes and forget
Listen to the water on the windows
So calm, it doesn't announce anything
However, it slips through your hands
So calm! It's flooding everything
Will the submerged cities be reborn?
Will the submerged men - return?

My heart doesn't know
Stupid, ridiculous, and fragile is my heart
Only now I discover
How sad it is to ignore certain things
(In the loneliness of an individual
I unlearned the language
With which men communicate)

Once I heard the angels
The sonatas, the poems, the pathetic confessions
I never heard the voice of people
In truth, I am very poor

Once I traveled
Imaginary countries, easy to inhabit
Islands without problems, yet exhausting and calling for suicide

My friends went to the islands
Islands lose the man
However, some were saved and
Brought the news
That the world, the big world, is growing every day
Between fire and love

So, my heart can also grow
Between love and fire
Between life and fire
My heart grows ten meters and explodes
- Oh future life! We will create you