La Noticia
Lilly Goodman
The News
The news arrived at the worst moment
When you wanted to fly
When you wanted to achieve your dreams
You have little time, little breath
Were the words that ended your dreams
And in your room you hid those tears
From those who always saw you strong
And fear came to the unknown
To the process of departing eternally
When crossing through this Valley
With his hand he will guide you
And you will see your teacher
And the fear will dissipate
For a long time he has prepared
For you a mansion
A place not made by hands
That will be your room
