Mi Apuesta
Eruca Sativa
My Bet
Dreaming and flying even though everything was gray,
A world made of thorns.
People passed by, leaving behind the metal
And he smiled..
Where,...where will the sky be that I search so much for
When,...when will the days come...
He searched for a refuge for his pain
Where to kill his days.
He couldn't find a way to reach his god
Alone, in the corner..
Where...
Just give me a reason,
To keep kicking this misery.
How much does happiness cost?
This is my bet..
Counting the coins to chew.
The dogs approach and he can't take it anymore.
The faces that pass by make him bleed.
No one pays attention to his begging anymore.
Where...
Just give me...
