Proverbios

Late to return
a bird in hand is worth
more than a hundred flying
I will go down again
I won't ask again
a thousand foolish words
deaf ears
heart too

I prefer to escape in the calm
before dying
in the back
there will always be hells
where to sleep
I need

I don't want to go to sleep anymore
when the river sounds
it's because it carries stones
wounds too

I prefer to escape in the calm
before dying
in the back
there will always be hells
where to sleep
I need

Late to return...
the early bird catches the worm...
early to rise...
for me it doesn't dawn anymore...

I prefer to escape in the calm
before dying
in the back
there will always be hells
where to sleep
I need

I prefer to escape in the calm
before dying
in the back
there will always be hells
where to sleep
I need