Ama

Art is infinite love
Life spins around, we are written
Those spins are evolution
Each one chooses their destiny and situation
Free yourself from the 4x4, spend some time with your old lady
No dogs, no cats, no whites, no blacks
I'll be a drop, a stone, a grain of corn in the sack
I'm here, love, love, love, love

With clean hands
This is the true daughter of the stars
The essence of life must be sought
Forbidden to age, and then yesterday
Love for Lorca and all lovers of beauty
In all its forms, alone with my leafy books
I teach what I know, what hurts, hurts
And nothing else can be done
Just feel, that I won't let myself die
Let me exist, let's accept the mistakes
Thank you for the gifts, for the condoms
For the nudity, and the tenderness of those who don't impose
Hate is love, it's cut off, live loving, don't care about the outcome
I'm here, love, love, love, love