Retrato

I'm going to be magic with a verse here tonight
I'm going to try to gather the heart
Little by little confess
My diary and my ways of loving
My words only show who I am

I'm as complex as a book of theories
And as simple if I start talking about the sun
They say I usually sing
In a bar or restaurant
And be famous for a love song

I cut my hair because I hate styling it
And this tattoo is not a matter of looks
I sold toys on the street
I slept on the beach and in the park I fell in love with
My guitar on a balcony

I have my mother's words in a book
And in the memory of my father a prayer
They gave me so many good things, they gave me wings and a thousand tests
They always taught me to say please

I have a girl who brightens my morning
And a woman who accelerates my heart
I have flaws and virtues, sometimes I stop in the clouds
When they talk to me, I don't pay attention

Today my joys undress without fear
And I discover my sorrows without shame
Today I continue to be the master and owner of my stories and dreams
Of my Friday nights at the station