Do you remember me
I'm not the same skinny
As always
With a growing belly
That's making me look
Like a rope looks
When in the middle
He has a knot
His hair is a little shorter
And a cigarette cough
That wakes me up at night
I live in the same place
br/>M?rtires Street 28
And I still have the bed
That ferments your humidity
The same mole
In the place where you already know
I'm going to the same bar
To see if I murder my nights
And between a new gray hair
And the desire to find you
My life is wasting away
I've already tried yoga
The hare chrishna and the budu
I already tried a sorcerer
A fortune teller and a guru
But I keep getting old
The mirror tells me this every day
And You don't appear anywhere
My work is very good
They have even accepted me
As a master card member
And I see more of the left side
than the right in the menus
I have bought a car
I no longer travel by bus
But I miss you so much
To the point that our bed
He hasn't used it again
br/>And if an adventure happens to me
I roll it over on the sofa
So as not to hurt the memory
That nests between the mattress
I am the same as yesterday
Although I no longer respond as before
You should see me
When the desire no longer rises
And between talks by Borges and Garcia Marquez
I am looking for a better moment
I've already tried yoga
The hare chrishna and the budu
I've already tried a sorcerer
A fortune teller and a guru
But I'm still getting old
Everyone tells me day the mirror
And you don't appear anywhere

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