How many times have I been shocked
The next day I say I won't do it anymore
How many years of life have I taken away
To find a way to go down
Mistaking solitude with freedom
>But that's not the truth
Today I opened my window
It was sunny and the air was fresh
And she was waiting for me outside the house
I noticed that certain Sometimes it rains
At weddings or the first day of vacation
And it doesn't matter if you go who knows where
To find balance and conscience
The security that will come with age
But that's not the truth 
Today I opened my window
It was sunny and the air was fresh
You could see the mountains behind the city 
And they seemed so close that I could almost touch them
I went down the street like this
And she was waiting for me outside the house
How many nights stoking the fire
To then die of cold in the morning
How many times I thought it was a game
And instead I was a pawn
The illusion it gives you
But it's not the truth
Today I opened my window
It was sunny and the air was fresh
And I blew the dust off the windowsill
And it was a liberation
I felt almost reborn
I didn't I know how I got up
I realized I was sick but
Today I opened my window
It was sunny and the air was fresh
You could see the mountains behind the city
And they seemed so close that I could almost touch them
I went down the street like this
And she was waiting for me outside the house

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