A Ti

To you who laughs at everything, and never thinks
And who lives waiting for others to fix things
While you enjoy what they achieve

I bring the truth in my word
I come to tell you about a child without shelter
I come to tell you that there are winters that bite us
From the lack of a friend

I come to tell you that there are lights that hurt us
That there are nights without whiskeys or pleasures
I come to tell you that your sentence is near
Today a mother died of sorrow

Let me sing, I am ashamed
Of being human like you and in your presence
Discovering myself in your figure
How insignificant we are without tenderness

To you who can still laugh, I just come to ask
A small favor, give me a minute
Of your best time to give you mine
In my best song

I bring the truth in my word
I come to tell you about a child without shelter
I come to tell you that there are winters that bite us
From the lack of a friend

I come to tell you that there are lights that hurt us
That there are nights without whiskeys or pleasures
I come to tell you that your sentence is near
Today a mother died of sorrow

Let me sing, I am ashamed
Of being human like you and in your presence
Discovering myself in your figure
How insignificant we are without tenderness