In factories that can
Put into boxes
Everything I have lived
To people who bear arms
And with a bullet in the heart
Live everything I have forgotten.
To a false love and start
That erases the logic
All my files
I am dedicating from the soul
A minute of silence only
And my goodbye...
Turn around one more time
For everything we didn't live
Step on the gas pedal on the turn
For everything we destroyed
Turn around for me
How much I loved you
But there's no turning back
Since I didn't leave you
At sidewalks and voices
On dilapidated Sundays
That Stella was falling.
And music was caught
On the lips, on the eyes
And was breathing again.
In the mud of all this earth
That always hides treasures
And holy miracles.
In mechanical looks
At irreconcilable friends and enemies
My soul's wounds...