FotografíA

My life between photographs are kept and forgotten
Because they tell the truth
They tell the truth
I once heard that life was a movie

Over the course of days, melancholy arrives
Like the waves of the sea
Like the waves of the sea
Some days they stretch you and torment your harmony
But with calmness they go away

And when we are strong
Fear of moving forward devours us
When I am weaker
Like this, like this, like this

The city traffic is the modern version
Of animal stampedes
Of animal character
Navigating the avenues is like not laughing on the day
Everything goes wrong

The time we count and overvalue
Somehow comes and goes
It always comes and then goes
Sometimes in the afternoon when I walk down the street
I wonder where you are

And when we are strong
Fear of moving forward devours us
When I am weaker
Do, do, do, do

The course of days leads to melancholy
Like the waves of the sea
Like the waves of the sea
Some days they stretch you and torment your harmony
But with calmness they go away

And when we are strong
Fear of moving forward devours us
When I am weaker
Do, do, do, do, do

My life between photographs are kept and forgotten