Contacto de Dios

Looking at the sky I wonder
If there are no more soldiers
Let's see if I can rest for at least a few years
I'm still looking for an artifact that travels to the past
When was I going to ask to grow up and tell me to shut up?

How do I tell God that I asked for being an adult as a joke?
That I really preferred to remain a child for eternity
Now I'm tired of work
Always pretending
And the rent every end of the month
He has less pity on me

And I just wanted to hang out with my friends
Without explanations and without asking permission
Although they didn't give me everything I expected
I had what every other child wanted
Always with food, a roof and my bed
And I didn't realize it was a paradise
Everything that others wanted, Mama gave me
He was a prince to be more precise
If I had known what was waiting for me
I would have certainly been more submissive
If I had understood all this Mom
I wouldn't have thrown your advice to the ground
Car of the year, expensive garment and clothing
I didn't need any of this
I would change everything material for not having commitment

How do I tell God that I asked for being an adult as a joke?
That I really preferred
Staying a child for eternity
Now I'm tired of work
Always pretending
And the rent every end of the month
He has less pity on me

He has less pity on me but here we go