Incandescente

Hand in hand and from head to toe, how you are!
You disdain everything you have,
some dust and the puzzle is mounted, you already have it!
to watch sunsets, with me or without me,

it stands out among the people and the earth rumbles,
if it becomes incandescent between the legs, and I,
more of a bandit than the pernales, I want a new moon.
and to kiss where you know, I don't give a damn if it rains or not,

and let's sing for those who are starving,
with the palms of my mom, for those who work on the wire,
in the eyes of my girl, for those who live off the air,
for those who live in ruin, for those who search in the bars,
for how fucked up life is, for the kinkis of my street,
for those who came to screw me, for those who came to hug me,
a song for those who want to listen,

I sweat ink when you get hot, how you are!
you darken me when you want,
you look for peace in any bed, any door, you already have it!
to cloud sunrises, with me or without me,

and let's sing for those who lack money,
for those who shit on the mother of those who tighten the shackles,
for those who sleep on the street, for those who keep going,
for the silence of your nights, for the burning doorways
in teenage kisses when the evening falls,
for those who write poetry on the walls of a prison,
a song for those who want to listen,

and let's sing for those who care for the seed,
for those who break down all walls with transparent words,
for the steps of failure, for those who cross the current,
for those who will water the flowers, for those who come out like lightning
starting the engines before the rooster crows,
for the calluses on the hands where I learned to take care of myself,
a song for those who want to listen.