Today I went to bed taken
Indage the roof I saw as a clock per thousand accelerated
I had a dream of those that you know you're in a dream
tied opened my eyes and I saw a child similar to my sitting
and I'm not superstitious I knew it's another vile work
of the art of the subconscious knowing me dreaming
ask the present there tell me who c *** you are
and although he was only a child in the eyes
I could see that it was about myself
and I could not fear him said brother sleeps
and when I woke up I was on a conscious divan
and I noticed that next to it was an old man sitting
It made me talk about things that had happened to me
I noticed that it was about a psychologist and that my monologue
I listened without appearing astonished and said to stop complaining
for there is nothing for you have a mission down there
and it's not completed and I saw his face when these last sentences shouted noticing that it was
already old of my own face told me
You must remember in full what I will tell you
well I will not repeat the following it's about the secret
of life and as long as you are born again
you will sing this to your people and said you should sing
as if nobody was listening to you
You must dance as if nobody was watching you
you must love without fear of being betrayed though
without giving priority to the one that has not given you priority
Clear
You must laugh if something happens that embarrasses you
the same sooner or later everyone will forget the bad experience
you must close your eyes to a good smell
and enjoy space every good taste
Yes! Congratulations nothing is going to get everything
yes no longer wish nothing boob
it is obvious that we have to cast pa lante
and study more work is the way but moving away
of the road the mud is not worth getting revenge
for something that is not worth life is short
and the penalty is long when it arrives tell solutions
no problems propose things to do
not everything is to criticize system failures
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Do not forget your neighbor if you multiply the bread
laugh in sadness cry in joy
and do not forget that every day that goes by shortens your life
be happy can not who does not know what he wants to start
to be yourself and stop being who you are
just that imitations abound original scarce
and the chances are like the tides
come and go go through the front do not stop
dare to love and leave e ?? cry for what you do not have
you should never let a comment complicate you
because even improving the world someone will have to criticize you and I said
For!
Have you wake up and I vow voi to sing all this is their faces
the old man accepted and snapped his fingers while
I sighed but my surprise was to see where I woke up
I was in a coffin surrounded by all my people
crying my corpse that could look smiling
it was not my subconscious
(It was not a dream it was a truth)
and I went through my wake, going through those present
except in this scene I was always dreaming
it was about my death
(It was about me it was about me it was about me)
to walk lamente go away from this bitter world
without completing the mission for which I am suffering
which is about singing the narrated
for the old man who when I die will never be heard and I said Para!
Only among all we can make this a better place :)