Desengano

Every time I look at the disappointment
In the phrases of the dim corner of this youth
I feel my thin smile
My sweaty face crinkle
And when I furrow my brow
And seriously sweat my face the color of dawn
And when I get depressed and hunch my shoulders to think

I think of the torments
All the crazy delusions we experience
And I see for how many years we ventured wanting to fly
Fly to get away
From all the desert of these abandonments
And seeing the disappointment shatter

Broken into pieces
I follow in pursuit of this dream
I see my thin smile
Bitter heart stumbling
When I furrow my brow
And seriously sweat my face the color of dawn
When I open my eyes, clear eyes to the sea