Parte III: Muerte y Resurrección

From the deepest, profound and disgusting of this world
Messages arrive from my aunt, telling me to take the pills, and not to cry over nonsense
From the other side I reply that I'm no longer into that
That I did everything from the heart, even though sometimes I'm lost in time

Absurd this day, and absurd this night
I miss you, and I hope you don't miss me
With every grain I place on my back
My spirit weighs like a Sun, and sometimes all of this just comes out

From hatred, nonsense, and pain
But everything continues, the Earth explodes and people laugh
Not giving reason to life
Thinking that their ego is what guides, what shapes everything

And I tell you that maybe not
Maybe you won't be the same again
And that you can't stab the people you love
Love and share, share and love

So that existence and each of your screw-ups weigh less
Enjoy the people you love, don't waste time
Share and love, or you'll have to miss
But we don't think about giving reason

We will meet again when we look at the same sky, or you hear this song
Each from their city missing or not
But with the memory of having wanted and loved in the purest way
This being the greatest act of self-love seen