Fernando Delgadillo
Miscellaneous
Letter to France
From the place where I am ALWAYS thinking about you
with my eternal obstinacy,
and writing down what I feel is happening to us here
even if it's not the best
How I miss you
and how I'm afraid of losing THE steps
of losing THE promises
and THE dreams somewhere
Which will be the best path?
Everyone says, this is going to take you
More and more people are coming closer
people always applaud and,
I'm so afraid to realize that they just condescend
with my way of looking without knowing for sure
if they share what I say, if they really
are with me, if they grant the importance
and the value that I give them too....
Today I need all night to tell
what I have written about those who trade
with simple and recycled music
and that they never say anything,
it could be that they have nothing to say
as I would like, to see that the artist
is looking for a way
to talk about everything
what has become important and yet
nothing is enough,
we still lack and wow we lack so much to sing...
In the world I only look at two extremes today and you so far from here
the nostalgia will go away with the summer
when you are going to come....
How I miss you
and how I am afraid of losing MY steps
of losing MY promises somewhere
and MY dreams
what will be the best path?
I am sure that you will say that I take the one
the one that takes me further...
I have not known how to say everything I think about you,
nor have I known how to talk about love,
I have so much to tell you that I have lost and that I cannot find
and among some of these things the freshness with which I IDIE my plans
the first time, I have lost the surprise with which I discovered on the moon
my head, if it was thinking about you, and even the pleasure of
being irresponsible as words weigh when
one marches behind
and when I am the one who has
I hope to say them and that tonight at least
your reproach will reach me where I am
in case there was more to say than what I have said and also
in case what was said could be say better
but not THESE...
And those who come are not here to forgive me for my personal shortcomings
rather they come to tonight's concert, hoping for the best...
And I have my head in so many places, I sing for so many people
and now I think so much about you and even so my heart is enough
to feel everything and today when I only miss you so much,
I only wanted to repeat myself,
how I miss you
and how I am afraid of losing your steps
of losing somewhere your promises and your dreams
which Will it be the best path?
and when I ask myself this question I think of you,
and the path that brings you back......
that brings you back....
may it bring you back....

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