Dias

Days of solitude
Of rivalry of necessity
But also of happiness
Days in which little by little you are growing
Days in which you die while living
Days in which you have felt the world watching you
Like the worst executioner of all your faults
In which you have suffered from lack of understanding
We are not perfect people

I know
That it's painful to knock on a door
And suddenly what opens is a back
And see how life turns and people forget that it was you who one day
It was you who one day
Quenched the thirst when the fountain broke
It was in your hands one day the solution when someone needed it
How much your heart suffered trying to understand
That sometimes love is given and the opposite is received
The world spins

Days of solitude
Of rivalry of necessity
But also of happiness
Days in which little by little you are growing
Days in which you die while living

And I assure you that even though
Your knot doesn't break
And happiness hides from you eternally
All this is nothing more than experience
To know with the days who is unconditional
Who truly appreciates us
Who accompanies us the rest of our days

Days of solitude
Of rivalry of necessity
But also of happiness
Days in which little by little you are growing
Days in which you die while living

One day after another
That's how my days are
I harmonize my life with poetry

One day after another
In a studio and little by little
Among the rhymes and friends
And the craziness of Amaury the crazy

One day after another
And walking from one side to the other
If Lilu has her car broken

One day after another
I walk close to my mom's shoulder
Who makes me coffee in the mornings