Every time I pass by a compound
No love flowers keep me awake
A marriage ended and there are no feelings
Deeply tired we are both
And the mad, unbridled passion was lost years ago.
I must express my principles before those who don't care
My grief fills me with agony that I must swallow so as not to importune
I possess sanity and self-control to demand composure
Those around me don't know the effort it takes not to unhinge me
If they knew what I struggle with inside would they stop provoking me?
Certainly I do not know the causes of the absurd claims
That many put on the table with obstinate and soezy tone
Sounds that deafen the mind echo in the space
I chew nuts and cookies that hurt my teeth
I do not explain the reasons for my behavior so taciturn.
Anticipating anguish that can be avoided
I plan nights of intense mental work
I discovered that a friend of mine died and no one told me
Deep down I sensed it, but no one ever told me
I defy your foolishness, but you didn't have to know.
Alone I feel when I am with others
Accompanied I feel when I am alone
The small-town feeling of loneliness does not overflow me
Colors of dawn that mute the soul appear
The world seems to want to cheer me up, and my heart returns.
So much I wanted to be myself and I seemed lost
What is understood is not what the soul wants
The heart knows of feelings that burn inside
The mind only knows of calculations that do not admit mistake
Possessing the logic that feels is that the world looks better.
