I am a feeling of rebellion, a slave to my dreams.
I think and meditate on the present, so many things that absorb us and ask us to be ourselves
I have walked miles on the sand marking my footprints, some were erased
Others are still there leaving sequelae of my walk, but I do not stop, if I have to stop
I have to die, because here we are like any clock marking the time that finally stops and everything ends.
Soy un sentimiento de rebeldía, esclavo de mis sueños.
Pienso y medito en el presente, tantas cosas que nos absorben y nos piden que seamos nosotros mismos.
He caminado millas en la arena marcando mis huellas, algunas fueron borradas
Otros siguen ahí dejando secuelas de mi andar, pero yo no paro, si tengo que parar
Tengo que morir, porque aquí estamos como cualquier reloj marcando el tiempo que finalmente se detiene y todo termina.
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