Now I know who, in my life,
Is all about pain, is all about light, is all about running away
Who spoils or who builds
Who is soil, earth or roses
Now I know who is a story, a novel or prose
The friendly silence or the snake
I only don't know who is the mystery
No one taught me how to love
How to take care of myself or choose
Among the subtleties between boredom and peace
Accompanied all along and alone
I deserved much more of myself
Time gave you to me
After I learned how to say no
And I took off what pulled me back
I covered my old steps
I changed my old shapes
I did some cleaning so you could come in
No one taught me how to love
How to take care of myself or choose
Among the subtleties between boredom and peace
Accompanied all along and alone
I deserved much more of myself
Time gave you to me
After I learned how to say no
And I took off what pulled me back
I covered my old steps
I changed my old shapes
I did some cleaning so you could come in
Over where hunger stroke
I threw all my abundant colors
And how wise is nature
It has some downsides, but there's a healing
Loneliness built itself a home
But I planted some grapes1 there
1. It's actually the Brazilian grape: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jabuticaba