Alguien tiene que ceder

I love the taste of life
just as it is,
sometimes bitter,
sometimes so sweet
that in one gulp
I would like to drink.

I love the face of life
just as it is,
with lights and shadows,
dark mornings
or so bright
that they blind to see.

I love the color of life
just as it is,
sometimes pink,
sometimes so gray,
color of dawn
or dusk.

I love the smell of life
just as it is,
burnt firewood,
freshly baked bread,
damp grass
of a sunrise.

Life is for me
my best music,
my verse, my song,
my painting.

Life is for me
paths to walk,
a world to explore,
my madness.

Her majesty life
moves forward,
life does not go back
nor man to his childhood.

Her majesty life
is as you make it,
in reality, life
is as you see it.