El Presente

Ten years have passed since I saw you lost at the bottom
Of a morning of ideas
Searching among thousands of strange lives
You told me that sometimes you were not happy
And that I should tell you
If one day you could stand up and look at yourself as others looked at you

You asked me not to forget you
As you tried to heal us and make us laugh
You lived in thousands of bodies, in thousands of beds
That never talked about visions, didn't make coffee, didn't wake you up
You confessed one night of partying in Madrid what you suspected
That you wouldn't be able to let yourself be loved and risk ending up with nothing

You asked me not to let you fall
Not to allow you to burn in your own flames

And I hope to do my best
And that what you expected to happen with us two doesn't happen
And today I'm going to prove you wrong
That gave you those days when you cursed me
And thought there was no solution

You asked if any of the fantasies you invented
Had ever come true
I told you I didn't remember
You promised to try not to measure every damn word again
Not to hide behind silences and private jokes
You asked me to talk about you, to write about life
And the luck you were carrying back then

You promised that you wouldn't be scared anymore by every false movement of the branches
Of the trees, a forest, a mountain where you had never been and wouldn't be
And let the wind carry us, if that's what it wants, I said trying to convince you
You replied that was enough for you
That life, if real, sometimes hurts

And I hope to do my best
And that what you expected to happen with us two doesn't happen
And today I'm going to prove you wrong
That gave you those days when you cursed me
And thought there was no solution

And I hope to do my best
And that what you expected to happen with us two doesn't happen
And today I'm going to prove you wrong
That gave you those days when you cursed me
And thought there was no solution