I came back to my hometown incognito. To forget about it all. Suddenly, I heard "hey there papito-pito-pito. You don't ever give a call". . Whapba bup bup ba.
We stepped together in the river. We traded fever on turmoil. Last time I saw you was in the middle. I wonder if you hit the soil. . Where are you now, my companjera?.
So now you tell me you are living in a country. Where joys and freedom they can not be tried. But alone in your mind there are so many rooms. That you never seem to find....
My birth I can hardly remember. But I remember from the start. My midwives looking at each other. "Wow, this boy is born with singing heart". . All doors for him will now fly open.