Alfileres

Pins,
I have a bellyache in my gaze,
to catch the sisa on the facades,
that hurt like a pimple on the
back,

A thousand tasks,
that will be useless,
if I cloud myself with the dawn
when caresses command,

And there is no pain on earth
that sharpens
reflected in the windows of my house,
of my house,
I can eat shit and lie down in the doorways
if at night I have someone to hug me,
to hug me,

If she's hurt,
and I stick my nose in,
she'll say she doesn't need it,
with the prettiest smile,

And there is no pain on earth
that sharpens
reflected in the windows of my house,
of my house,
I can eat shit
and lie down in the doorways
if at night I have someone to hug me,
to hug me,

I just want to be loved,
like you, like everyone,
disassembling springs,
threading the seconds,

And there is no pain on earth
that sharpens
reflected in the windows of my house,
of my house,
I can eat shit
and lie down in the doorways
if at night I have someone to hug me,
to hug me.