No Fue Mentira

They have left me a guitar and a life
A flower so shy it doesn't cry
A mouth that looks
Eyes that touch
A rhyme consistently wounded
An almost cynical image I long for
An expired visa
Your border that doesn't shine

They have left me tied to the main road
Which is the smallest road you found
It was not a lie
It was not a disaster
We just saw our star escape as it passed by

I have come for you to tell me your story
Not to tear my memory with your skin
It was not a lie

They grabbed me according to life
I killed the queen of a tale
I wrote as a child
I challenged the winds

A rhyme, a shared half
A sailboat brings yesterday's wind
A rain, a wound
Extinguishing the fires

And you saved me from a jam on the main road
Which is the smallest road you found
It was not a lie
It was not a disaster
We just saw our star escape as it passed by

I have come for you to tell me your story
Not to tear my memory with your skin
It was not a lie
It was not a disaster
We just saw our star escape as it passed by

If I kept your map in a farewell
Of the many that today are another welcome
I denied a passport to drift
It was not a lie
I have come for you to tell me your story