Poquito A Poco

There is a door ajar
Between your mouth and mine
There is a dead word
An empty look

There is a silence that kills
A ladder that goes up
And a doubt that comes to me
And a head in the clouds

I admit it
I smoke weed daily
I smoke one and it's like turning on the radio
But inside my bitter head
Always so alone and so full of sadness

I get the songs that I like the most
The little tunes that motivate me the most
Bitterness turns into poppies
And sadness brightens my life

Come on, give me a smoke
Because I feel alone
Give me a smoke
Because I don't want to be sad: No!
Puff by puff, little by little
The air undresses and the moon dresses

Let me smoke
Because I feel alone
Give me a smoke
Because I don't want to be sad. No!
Puff by puff, little by little
The air undresses and the moon dresses

And a throat breaks
At the edge of morning
There is already light on the horizon
It's going to explode at dawn

And there is a mirror that tells
The cruel truth in your face
It smells like storm wind
And there is even a cat that barks

Come on, give me a smoke
Because I feel alone
Give me a smoke
Because I don't want to be sad: No!
Puff by puff, little by little
The air undresses and the moon dresses

Let me smoke
Because I feel alone
Give me a smoke
Because I don't want to be sad: No!
Puff by puff, little by little
The air undresses and the moon dresses

Come on, give me a smoke
Because I feel alone
Give me a smoke
Because I don't want to be sad: No!
Puff by puff, little by little
The air undresses and the moon dresses

Let me smoke
Because I feel alone