Riendo Para No Llorar

3:48 am, insomnia hits me again
The world sleeps in silence
And no one can hear even one of these memories that scream at me

Nobody knows how it feels when
Your heart beats with anguish
When you get tired of crying
That feeling that tells you there are still things to come
I have spent months depressed

Unable to avoid the sadness that invades me
Looking around, trying to accept
That there's no one left, that there's nothing left
Just that repeated feeling I've analyzed it so much

I've concluded that maybe what comes next will be with me
But what could it be? I said it out of fear
It is said that if you have a feeling about something and say it, it will never happen
And that is what I do, I don't want to be one of those memories
That no one will hear when I scream

That's why I say what I feel, in case it's true
That which life doesn't allow you to decipher
In case something can change for the better
I say it out loud, I feel it daily

Something's going to happen to me
I know something's going to happen and maybe dying hurts me
But I only ask for time
And I have things left to do
I'm not one of those who are born to live in hiding
And if something happened to me

Today, I wrote many things that I've not said and have felt
And maybe I can get ahead of myself for a dismissal
I'm very sorry if you're one of those that I've hurt in any way
And I will thank you if you forgive me

Although greater and more famous people have died
And the world has continued
And I love what I have lost more than what I have

And maybe you'll understand
When you feel what I feel
Or maybe I'm just talking for the sake of talking
But if the things I've loved most are dead
Perhaps, in this world
The space of my place has already been overcome

So whatever it is
Let it be my turn, let it come in
I won't be a see you later
I'll never be a see you always

Super Yei, I can hardly hear the rhythm
Hi Flow, turn up the Gain a little more
Let it run, I'm going to go without stopping
Life is a theater, clothes, garments and shoes

And the real you, always anonymous
And fans that I may never meet
For the portrait signing, they support
Your cheap costumewith everything

And if I could escape from everything and time could turn back
Maybe I wouldn't feel as much of what I felt
As if something were slowly dying
Here, inside this character, I don't even remember who I was

Fame, power, money, women
Without even realizing it, you forget where you're from and who you are
And who hid the manual from me, of evil and good
When my time came and I went from 0 to 100
The loss of Diana, the suffering of my sister
Seeing people I haven't even seen, shouting at me that they love me

And to write and describe, especially about my life
Until I felt guilty, that my mom died of AIDS
I don't even go out anymore, I do what is worthy to me
I did nothing as a child and, maybe, perhaps, I could've done something

You may differ, or tell me what you want
But I never forgive myself for my ignorance, and not realizing
That she died in front of my face
And I move away, from so many memories that I discard

Now when I suffer, I don't even share it
And this poison that I spread chokes me
But I found the drugs
And the insomnia in my room was over

No, no, no no
Laughing to not cry
No, no, no no
Laughing to not cry
Laughing to not cry
To not cry

They killed Broco and the war of the nuns
Five years later they absorbed it like sponges
Dying friends, enemies and many innocent people
But they breathe revenge and it's never enough
To duck down, they killed Menor, six minutes after riding

I answer, but I can't save myself
They injured Maryo by breaking his wings
And he died hugging them, saving them from bullets
Love, but this time luck failed him

If life is a dream, let death awaken it
At times, there's so much strength, sometimes you're so strong
At times, you are weak and everything reverts
Everything turns and nothing is eternal, everything expires
Caliche was killed, and for a lie

But when there is something dark, and there are so many that stretch it
Part for the fine, if the leader overdraws
To Ramón, Goldo, Jovi and Titon

We still ask about his death and the reason
And we carry it here inside our hearts
While we search day and night, inside the wall of that mouse
The house collapses, like San Andreas

You don't know what I've suffered, even if you don't believe it
RIP Correa, we carry you in our hearts
And sometimes, talking about you, even Cosculluela cries
Your memory educates, last night, talking with Machuca
Reviving dead friends, like Bazooka
Listening to music, and smoking hookah

That's why a memory of friends never expires
Yampi, the Chili, I remember you so much
May God keep you in holy ground
Away from this crying
And wrapped in the mantle

Where will they go, if all those who have died will unite
Take me to where they put Tan
Those times will pass, but the promise we made
At home will not be erased
So Tan, what else can I say to you?
Since you left, many things
They no longer make sense, you were right to distrust
Among all your friends, you're gone and nothing has happened
Everything is lost
Your name no longer makes any noise
And I haven't seen your baby
I haven't found his mother
You are still in bed
All of this is painful
That child has to be

Super handsome
No, no, no no
Laughing to not cry
No, no, no no
Laughing to not cry
Laughing to not cry
To not cry

Eme was arrested in a federal case
After serving his sentence, he was demoted to state prison
It was a rational agreement
Between lawyers and the courtroom
His sentence is almost ready for the court
That's when the rumors
That were waiting for him

He who owes nothing fears nothing, and he kept swimming
I was thinking his sentence was ending
Ignoring that his lifespan
Was being cut short
Kill my dad
Kill me, so it's impossible
That's someone
One to kiss roll
There's a wound that the pencil writes

They killed EME
Taking my life away
And debating between pain and
Hate in a self-portrait
How much is a man worth
Who kills in the street for hire
Revenge tells me the voice
That speaks to me as a whistle
But you wouldn't pay attention
With your feet in my shoes

They killed my desire to be a museum legend
To travel the world and I think that's why
I don't push myself or fight for a
Straight career without a limp or achieving the three
Performances in the choliseo
Filling my calendar with fame

I scream on a stage
Without you, nothing is the same, Mario
I as a son, you as a father, that's how our relationship was
And your death ripped the dreams
From my heart
R.I.P. power for father
I love you, true eternity