Acera de Sol

I prefer to walk with those who walk
Proud of their stride with every step
Carrying good vibes in their backpack
And maybe a lucky charm, just in case

I prefer to walk with those who don’t lie
'Cause lies are always dark and shady
Like the bite of a snake
Like the imbalance of anger

On a sunny sidewalk, on a sunny sidewalk
We’re gonna meet, my friend
On a sunny sidewalk, on a sunny sidewalk
I’d love to walk with you

I prefer to walk with a smile
Spontaneous spark of hope
That flies on its own and doesn’t need
Any reservations, judgments, or bonds

I prefer to walk with the brave
Heroic in peace, not in war
Who fight a different fight
The fight of love on this earth

On a sunny sidewalk, on a sunny sidewalk
We’re gonna meet, my friend
On a sunny sidewalk, on a sunny sidewalk
I’d love to walk with you

I prefer to walk with your tenderness
That source of light that brightens me
Softens me like yeast does to bread
Brings me joy like the air from a flute

I prefer to walk with what’s dear
The table with a cloth and my neighbors
The fire in the home and the indescribable
Nobility of a glass of good wine

On a sunny sidewalk, on a sunny sidewalk
We’re gonna meet, my friend
On a sunny sidewalk, on a sunny sidewalk
I’d love to walk with you