Soy
Pato Machete
I Am
Long are the evenings over the spring
Legs and late ones sliding down the sidewalk
Opportunity to follow that trail
The one that dragging the black night away
One among many, but not just anyone
Possibility will depend on the way
Only by trying the wait is mitigated
On the grass reflects the star
So long the hours only stop every now and then
Memory remains exposed for smuggling
From the hill, from the good and the saint
Only in my way and only among my gang
For a while now that song has been heard
Healing sorrows and curing fear
Old is the school for your disenchantment
Strong is the mark of the spur where I walk
I am frenetic and consumptive, poetic, analytical
Fatalistic, alcoholic, neurotic, political
Alchemical, satirical, melodic, agonizing
Organic, harmonic, chronic, clinical
So long the nights at his place the next day
Lights at the port announcing the departure
The arm in the air would mark the farewell
That which began, but would never end
Music and smoke would set the scene
As it would be celebrated anew each time
Celebrate
Millions of steps filling the stage
Many years on the same corner
From the ashes and from the ruins
Same coordinates and the same will be the initials
And our ground has a veil over it
The joke is not just about reaching the top
I am frenetic and consumptive, poetic, analytical
Fatalistic, alcoholic, neurotic, political
Alchemical, satirical, melodic, agonizing
Organic, harmonic, chronic, clinical
Being the one who was, the one from yesterday
That of never being
The belief and the aftermath
Distance and return
The one who was, the one from yesterday
That of never being
The belief and the aftermath
Distance and return
Return, return, return
I am frenetic and consumptive, poetic, analytical
Fatalistic, alcoholic, neurotic, political
Alchemical, satirical, melodic, agonizing
Organic, harmonic, chronic, clinical