Como le fue

This is the story that I want to tell and that I will tell today.
It's about that little piece of paper and how it went.
She wanted to be part of some intellectual book
or maybe the first page of the international bestseller

How did it go
How did it go
How did it go

But one day she didn't understand what was happening with so many folds,
in the hands of that boy who kept folding it time after time.
So many corners, so many peaks, so many shapes, without knowing why.
All her dreams of being part of a great book began to fall.

What if you weren't created to be part
of that encyclopedia that is always locked up?
What if you were never created for the
ink to reach your skin and leave you well marked?

How did it go
How did it go
How did it go

But the story of the little piece of paper doesn't end just here,
but on the bank of that river where the boy decided to go.
He understood that his happiness was not in another book,
but in the laughter of that boy who thought he was a ship at sea.