I’ve been wrong many times in my life

Who knows how many times I will still be wrong

In this little infinite parenthesis
How many times have I apologized and how many did not
It is a race that decides its destination
How many memories left in the street
How many times have I turned the hourglass over
This time is not sand but it is life
What passes passing

May it be blessed
As absurd and complex as you seem, life is perfect
No matter how inconsolent and stubborn you look, if you fall, it’s waiting for you
We are the ones who should learn to hold on to it
Keep it tight

We are eternal we are steps we are stories
We are children of our truth
And if it is true that there is a God and does not abandon us
Let his will be done now
In this traffic of looks without aim
In those smiles turned off in the street
How often do we condemn this life
Let us fool ourselves of having already understood it
Not enough is not enough

May it be blessed
As absurd and complex as you seem, life is perfect
No matter how inconsolent and stubborn you look, if you fall, it’s waiting for you
We are the ones who should learn to hold on to it

To those who find themselves in their own courage
Who is born every day and begins his journey
To those who always fight and endure the pain
No one is different here, no one is better
Who has lost everything and starts from scratch because nothing ends when you really live
To those who remain alone embraced in silence

To those who give the love that he has inside