Recuerdos

Clave de Barrio

Memories

Those goals we create while singing
Time helps us to draw them
Gathering the moments that show who I am
Always with me wherever I go
I'm reconstructing that symphony
Every day of my life I create another melody
Build your path and no one will forget it
The memory will mark where it will leave

I live imprisoned by the past, memories of my childhood
When there wasn't so much distance in my family
Fragrance of smiles between my father and mother
Hugs between siblings that I will never forget
They are the memories I framed
That I keep in my heart
Like old happy Christmases for the occasion
So much admiration for those gifts that were fun
In good and bad times,
Friendships from the past that supported me
That were always with me in those times
They gave everything for me, they are part of my story
Like those eyes that marked my memory
You were the princess who created my butterflies
And you were the one responsible for so many roses dying
These are things that life takes away and gives back
I don't judge you for anything
You're neither good nor bad
But I want to know why everything is this way
If I've lived so many things, why don't I remember everything
There are so many treasures that want
To be asleep, that a life doesn't remember so many lived moments
Is it that our minds protect us from the pain
Creating Alzheimer, forgetting the pain
Keeping the warmth of kisses and hugs
Sheltering feelings in friends and their bonds
Brushstrokes of a brush that draw a life, written pages two
Lines my lair, hiding all wounds, they will never find them
Even in the shadows the memories will be there.

Those old times come back to my mind
Where every scent felt different and in every corner
I found a toy, a colorless balero and my favorite album
Awakens in complexes that have a lot of dust
There are signatures with torn pages in the dust jacket
That make you remember faces
That we forget that years have passed
That we attended elementary school
We start a moment of melancholy
Remembering makes you want to go back to that day
And even though years have passed, I can't understand why the
Memory seems like it was yesterday
But I know not everything was so fun
There are tough times that I've survived
A wounded heart, blows from a stranger
Looks that are not here, that have left the world
Everything is clearer when we are younger
Because that's the moment when we hold more values
Childhood dreams that believe in another life
That wakes up, grows, mutates, dies, and is forgotten
There will be images that will be bothering
They are everything that each wound was creating
Threatening to hurt
But there's no need to be scared
The secret is knowing what should be forgotten
You will gather years and open this book
You will tell your story and capture breaths
People, trips, things, anecdotes that left a mark
Writings in life that settled in the mind.