And I am surrounded by tall, short, pretty and ugly friends, resistant but unarmed, good and bad, and on some days, just tired. Foolproof old like the sphinx and new, new
they like to be as tall as the moon, but also
become small as olives.
That transform the eternal into everyday life
that coexist without fear with death
who fight hand to hand with luck until they achieve
it eats sweetly from their hands.
And they surround me
friends oh, oh, friends
sweet hope of thirst
lovers always alive
golden spring of ears
and they surround me
friends oh, oh, friends
goddesses of water and honey
brave fugitives from Eden.
They cry without anger
they grow older and become wiser
they know how to take life by the horns, but also
run to avoid finding themselves in hell.
With their tenderness
they melt the heart of bitterness
and like everyone, they want to be loved more, as they well know how to have loneliness as a companion.
That transform the eternal into everyday
who live without fear with death
who fight hand to hand with luck until they achieve
that I eat sweetly from their hands.
And they surround me
friends, oh Oh, friends
sweet hope of thirst
lovers always alive
golden spring of ears
and they surround me
friends oh, oh, friends
goddesses of water and honey
brave fugitives from Eden.
Friends, oh, friends.

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