Como Loco
Facto Delafe Y Las Flores Azules
Like Crazy
One morning you wake up and discover
That the clouds are black and their profiles hurt,
You feel weight in the center of your chest kill,
You need to cry, go on, go, tell her,
That yours is over for the good of the treaties,
You will fly again.
It's been a long time since I felt
What I write, what I think.
So long since I dreamt
Are you my setback?
There are miracles in time,
There are extinguished cigarettes,
There are friends who vanish
From the tips of the hands.
Every time I look at the sky,
I wonder if a year ago
It was me or it was destiny,
Patience on the path.
Every time I think about it,
Every time I abandon myself,
I am surprised and do not understand
Why I almost never cry.
Complicated decisions,
In the soul you hit me
With your jealousy, your excuses,
Your head in the hood.
The venomous little eyes
Of affectionate children,
Capricious, reactionary
And cowardly in herds.
Painful words are almost never beautiful,
You're bad, conceited, you deserve punishment.
You have left the pain of your poison in my body,
Now I want more than dead
To reduce you to a memory.
They are the things of flowers,
Lives in various colors,
They are the things of autumn,
The chestnuts, the browns.
Since we are not perfect, we will die like insects.
Are we time? Do we want it?
How much time is left for the story to end?
Like crazy
Dance a lot
Because things don't last long
Because things are whimsical
Nothing matters as much as walking.
Nothing hurts as much as stopping dancing.
And dance and dance and dance.
