I sailed seas and skies against the wind.
I endured every good and bad moment and still
I have faith in people.
I shook hands and wrote pages under my name.
I have given my daughter my last name and now
that is the most important thing.
Because now I am half
of an inconsistent life
that takes and gives a little,
but never gets close to its goal.
It does not end here—
(on this stage where it was exciting—)
without a reason—
(share music with the heart and the mind).
It does not end here
and the guitar still plays softly.
It does not end here.
I have seen highways and tiny towns—
skyscrapers and houses with clothes hanging out to dry, and still,
I have not seen a single thing.
I have had a thousand women and have loved only one.
With a hundred cars, I chased after my luck and still,
I have so much to say
Because I am only half way
along my impatient journey
that starts from here
with the strength that love gives.
It does not end here—
(on this stage where it was exciting—)
without a reason—
(share music with the heart and the mind).
It does not end here
and the guitar still plays softly.
It does not end here.
You know why—I was born again.
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It does not end here—
(on this stage where it was exciting—)
without a reason to share music
(with the heart and the mind.)
I start from here
and the guitar still plays softly.
It does not end here.