Inmortal

Taking risks is always a ritual that will stay by my side almost until the end.
I wasted the act of trusting to know who to tell the truth.
And I open my eyes to observe
I raise my voice to make mortal to search and find the reason to keep going
and forget and forget the promises I made to the heart.

I am... I am...
immortal I want to be
to see the skin I tore off age.
To wake up and not find sweat on the pillow and the soul in my feet.

I included laughter in the disguise
it has always been an easy task for me
I mocked everyone to see their wrinkled faces begging for forgiveness.

And I open my mouth to swallow
and I stretch my hands to be able to touch
To reaffirm and show my flaws will no longer let me cry
To flog and humiliate myself will not save me now.

I am... I am...
Immortal I want to be
To see the skin I tore off age
To wake up and not find sweat on the pillow and the soul in my feet.

Immortal I want to be
To see the skin I tore off age
To wake up and not find sweat on the pillow and the soul in my feet.