It was, a single moment that made me understand
that he will never return,
perhaps his death will bring me some peace
although never my freedom
Today the force of the moment I am disconcerted
those words are nothing more than discouragement
And if I am unable to retain in place
memory to compose
what is the reason solution my position if I can't react
Today the force of the moment I am disconcerted
those words are nothing more than discouragement
I open my eyes, I search and I don't find
a story that count without beginning without end
I need to control just one minute
write down and draw maps of my identity
get closer and check who occupies my place
I see it again in black and white
br/>overdose of memories
my confusion is my forgiveness
humiliation my downfall