It's time to talk
from the chimera of another life
of what we did not know how to express
of the trapeze that oscillates before nothing
of tragedies and triumphs that last a second
to alter destiny
and the ice factory of oblivion.
It's time to talk
of broken things that I can not fix
that this humor has nothing to do with you
It's been a while since I've finished
that fame is the opium of the winner
and better luck than talent
and this moment is enough for me as a revelation.
It's time to talk
of the voices of men and their deception
of the truth as a form of violence
of pain and innocence
of infinity in your arms
and the limits of my body
and the haggling of my pure fiction fiction.
It's time to talk
of guilt and the mother of punishment
to get old among your enemies
of the slow process of collapse
and that we never talk about what to talk about
of sequences of omens that are fulfilled
and that I want to do many things for you
the most possible
the most possible
the most possible
the most possible
the most possible
It's time to talk
from the chimera of another life
Only among all we can make this a better place :)