Mi rincón en el Mundo

What It didn't say

I feel and I drink,

after the moonlight,

I smoke the torchlight,

before seeing sand 

and stunning places.


I take patience to the shortake,

I drink Rocks on the whisky

before even water for looking.


You say and you tell, 

there is no water,

who ask, who cares?

I look for voices,

and slicing axes.

For streets in the fishes

and Lows on tables.


Dreams in my songs,

lifes to my friends.

And Thanks.

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