I didn't believe the words
When they were too beautiful
I didn't take the keys
I didn't lock anything
But I wore them out
These bushy paths
To the concrete mulberry bushes
Nose in the tar
I grew up in the street
With the end of my fists
Shards of refusal
Planted in my destiny
For having wanted nothing
I have nothing retained
For not having touched anything
I have not distorted anything
That doesn't change, a man
A man, it ages
it does not die, a man
A man, it is forgotten
it does not change, a man
A man grows old
It doesn't die, a man
I didn't believe the friend
Neither love nor the girls
I didn't take the time
I was waiting ahead
But I burned them
My castles of paper
With real snakes
With false pretenses
A man doesn't change
A man ages
It doesn't die, a man
A man, it's forgotten
It doesn't change, a man
A man, grows old
A man does not die
For never having believed
I never lived
For never having known
My father, I salute you
That does not change, a man
A man, that grows old
That does not A man doesn't die
A man is forgotten
It doesn't change, a man
A man ages
A man doesn't die
A man is forgotten

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