Grave Edad
Enjambre
Serious Age
I stepped on my shadow pointing towards the east
It was drawn on a lawn
The head I wanted to step on, the further it went away
As I kept walking
Extinction of my skill doesn't amaze me
Seeing my shadow
Projection of my baseness, my nature, the sadness
After the fear of detaching from the asphalt
Detaching a foot from the ground and taking flight
I stop, I don't move backwards
Nor forwards
Maybe I'll rise from this ground
Stuck, failed, titled
I find myself well seated here
Don't lift me from this precious floor
Don't cry if you see me lying here
I stepped on a mirror pointing towards my forehead
And reflected a madman
That face, I started to step on
That face started to multiply, wanting to eliminate it
Disappointment of facial expression
Twenty strange people with the same faces
After the fear of detaching from the asphalt
Detaching a foot from the ground and taking flight
I stop, I don't move backwards
Nor forwards
Maybe I'll rise from this ground
Stuck, failed, titled
I find myself well seated here
Don't lift me from this precious floor
Don't cry if you see me lying here
Defeated in this battle
Don't cry if you see me lying here
Defeated in this battle
Vertigo, being on the ground
Help me, help me
To break the law
Gravity, gravity