Today I wake up type 10
I stay frolicking for a while longer.
I have brunch at a delicious restaurant.
The truth is, my life is ideal.
And although it has not always been like this
today I have so much and more, I have you.
I'm not proud to confess
that now, yes, I want more.
More of the innocence of yesterday,
the illusion of the first time.
More until you can't take it anymore,
like a child at Disneyland.
If it's not too much to ask, I want more.
I am from a generation
that lives everything in exaggeration.
You have to guide the most monstrous truck.
You have to have the newest gigantic television
that you see on Pluto.
And although it hasn't always been like this,
it has taken me a while to describe
that in simplicity I am happier.
And still, I want more.
More of the innocence of yesterday,
the excitement of the first time.
More of that unbearable peace
I once had.
Yesterday I saw on television
a monk who found the solution.
He said that his only possession
was that tunic he was wearing and his satisfied face.
And although I don't think I'll get there,
it does me a lot of good to conclude
that today, more than asking, I want to give
by saying that I want more s.
More of the innocence of yesterday,
the excitement of the first time.
Now, if it comes to asking,
allow me to add:
Water so that my grandchildren do not go thirsty.
Clean air to see it grow.
More until you can't take it anymore,
like a child at Disneyland.
If it's not too much to ask, I want more.

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