Lechugo

- Let's play. Okay, I'm a famous pianist. - If you're a famous pianist, and I cut off your arm... then what will you do? - I'll become a famous painter. - And if I cut off the other one, what will you do? - I'll become a famous dancer. - And if I cut off your legs, then what? - Then I'll become a famous singer. - And if I cut off your head, then what? - Once dead, my skin will become a beautiful drum. - What if I burn the drum? - I will become a cloud and take on any shape. - And if the cloud dissolves, what then? - I will become rain and produce a harvest of wars! - You win. I'm going to miss you when you're gone. - If you ever

Padre nuestro, de todos nosotros, De los pobres, de los sin techo, De los marginados y de los desprotegidos, De los desheredados y de los dueños de la miseria, De los que te siguen y de los que en ti, ya no creemos. Baja de los cielos, pues aquí está el infierno, Baja de tu trono pues aquí hay guerras, hambre, injusticias. No hace falta que seas uno y trino, Con uno solo que tenga ganas de ayudar, nos bastaría. ¿Cual es tu reino? ¿El vaticano? ¿La banca? ¿La alta política? Nuestro reino es Nigeria, Etiopía, Colombia, Hiroshima. El pan nuestro de cada día son las violac

I heard it break into pieces. I did. No, it was me who shattered it. WTF was the right thing to do ? I tried. Tears. What I thought I'd never do. Life sucks sometimes. No. 'Cause every story must come to an end. I hope you learned from me, cause I did from you. Believe me. It feels a lot worse when you're the one breaks the heart. Worst day in my life. And I walked away from the only one that would make me smile. Tears again, and tears all night.