Agalopado

When I sing your heart trembles
For I am the spokesperson of incoherence
Disregarding your gesture of mercy
I know my thoughts bother you
Blinding the sun, your battle horse
And making the moon shine at noon
I turn storms into calmness
And kiss the edge of the razor
To dance and fall into your traps
Laughing and smiling in agony

If I happen to cry, don't be surprised
My laughter and my tears have no plans
I sing the pain, love, disillusionment
And the infinite sadness of lovers
Don Quixote freed from Cervantes
I discovered that windmills are real
Among beasts, owls, and jackals
I become a stone in the middle of the road
I become a rose, a path of thorns
I set fire to these glacial times