I look at the window
There is nothing left
Just some memories
Emotional memories of childhood
And now that I know the
Wisdom
Do I say goodbye? s to the irony of
life.
I already look at things
outside my environment
and at ninety years old
I feel that I am already in the way.
I look at the walls of the
residence,
Not even I feel my
presence.
No, don't tell me that
you are doing it for my own good.
Be very well no
there is room for me
No, don't tell me that
you are doing it for my own good.
I know it very well, I know it
very well.
I know it very well, I know it
very well.
br/>Not being able to see the sun
free anymore
I think about my family,
I think about his alibi
to leave me here?
lying in the lurch
so much sacrifice
all these years
to end here?
my life among strangers.
I look at the window
It's always winter
Everything is dark
When your time runs out,
death doesn't hurt
years don't hurt
it doesn't hurt to be alone
abandonment hurts.
No, don't tell me that
you do it for my own good.
I know very well that there isn't
there is room for me
No, don't tell me that
you do it for my sake.
I know very well, I know
very well.
Not being able to see the sun
free anymore.

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