Palabras

I'm climbing like steps
What the years give and mean
Agree that as the years go by
In life, you learn or wither

Dedicating my hours to write it
Let the melody emerge
To the rhythm, the words are set free
Believing that once you were mine

Singing to love like this is stubborn
Because stubborn is the love that guides me to you

And the day will come when I no longer write
When death announces another departure
There is no epilogue and that inspires me
You are not the epilogue, my life