Tuve

I had love once
from the hand of that guy
who left without speaking, looking for that peace that I later found
I had a mother who
cried in the darkness
to teach me that being tied up is also freedom

I had a guitar that was stolen and an altar
I had a good friend that I plan to regain
I had a notebook with a thousand things to tell
I had once the illusion of flying and when I could do it, I cried

I had a ten-year-old cousin
a Men G album
and a family by the sea that can tell you where my childhood is
I had a brother that
one day I wanted to save
and I jumped without hesitation to the bottom of the sea and he saved me afterwards

I had a guitar that was stolen and an altar
I had a good friend that I plan to regain
I had a notebook with a thousand things to tell
I had once the illusion of flying and when I could do it, I cried

At sixteen I had
a gang that
between beer and billiards listened to me sing and that's how I started
I had once the illusion of flying and if I cry, they already know why.