Solitario

1 2 + feeling
I'm sitting at a table with an empty glass
problems in my head and still laughing ha ha
I'm always drunk getting into trouble
I need a scarf for this cold heart
I don't trust anymore
treacherous fate
you've made me go in circles like a ram more than 100 times
I don't want to go anywhere, only consolation remains
thank goodness for these faithful companions
and as I look up to the sky and sing to the saints in the meantime
earthly laws I break and scare away
streets peel blood from my soul, tears come out
and I fall but then I get up
and so I continue with this hermit heart
dolor embraces me and love looks at me like a stranger
seconds minutes days years
I remember those scenarios in my neighborhood

a man cries, at my window and I see the rain
he activates, thinks about the place and I start over
a man cries, at my window and I see the rain
he activates, thinks about the place and I start over

because I live on memories and I feel lonely
I let it hurt me but they are in a closet
under seven locks and eight pride padlocks
with a sublime feeling I only hear those murmurs
that rise softly like cigarette smoke ssssssss ahhh
and that's how I narrate to you
immense experiences that life complicates
behind this voice there is a hidden person
who is not afraid of the dagger but fears the splinter
his tears of blood running down my cheeks
that's the pain of a dreamy child ahh
who saw what the world was like and painted it in his color
with a bitter color as bitter as he is
Time goes by quickly and my skin tears
while I keep stamping my sadness on paper
a sad man's sadness yehh!

a man cries, at my window I see the rain
he activates, thinks about the place and I start over
a man cries, at my window I see the rain
he activates, thinks about the place and I start over

I'm always a child looking at the ground
the sky is crying drops of dreams of longing
I cover myself with an umbrella made of fear
a fear of not knowing what I want