Dime que estas pensando por favor
quiero ver que hay en tu corazon
Dime eso que te da verguenza contar
quiero ver dentro de ti
Dime a donde quisieras volar
para entender a donde quieres ir
Por favor cuentame lo que te aflige
que tambien lo quiero sentir
Aburreme con lo que te gusta
Aburreme con lo que amas
Aburreme con lo que te apasiona
No te prometo nada
Ensename tus secretos
Y yo te enseno los mios
Que gane el mas extrano
Que gane el priemro que se queda dormido
Si no hacemos nada
que no sea vacia
Si ni hacemos nada
que no sea aburrida
Que hacer nada no es una cosa vacia
pero si esta vacia que sea de alergria
Jun 25, 2025
Jun 25, 2025 at 6:33 AM UTC
Once in a while I get stock in my mind
Only in that moment I feel alive
Any other time when I dream awake
I felt how my lonely heart goes away
If you dont cry when seeing the sky
you are not alive
If you dont stare the sea
you are not alive
If you dont think about nothing important
you are not alive
Just a hole in a wall can change your world
a dry leaf
a wet street
your reflection in the river
the inmensity of nothing
Jun 25, 2025
Jun 25, 2025 at 6:29 AM UTC
What is the purpose of all of this?
Why do we have to fight to be free?
Where do I go?
For hat so I stand?
The beauty of living rely in small things
Things that nobody else see
The emotions are the only one who allows me to be free
My hand touching a tree.
What I am doing here
If not fighting to be free
What else is important
But the beauty of a mountain
Do we all forget about this?
Do we all want to be free?
Are we all the same?
I just think that we are all afraid
Jun 25, 2025
Jun 25, 2025 at 6:23 AM UTC