Hola amigos || Hello friends

^{I had this song in mind and had not had the time to record it. And besides singing to them, I wanted to exclaim this poem which also belongs to Diego Ojeda. Some time ago, when I heard this song for the first time, it was live. Well, in a video interpreting the song live and adding one of his poems at the beginning.}

^{I remember some time ago I wrote a song where I exclaimed one of my poems. And I know it was a great influence from what I had seen, I loved the format as it takes the listener into a world closer to what the artist will perform. Or at least that is my point of view. Diego has a series of concerts in bookstores in Spain where he promotes his books and songs. Maybe you don't know him, and I sincerely feel that he hasn't had that impulse as an artist that others have had. His art is purely poetic, pure art.}

^{What stopped me from interpreting this song was that poem that the artist narrated when I first heard it. Yes, it was on Google, the thing is that I felt a little insecure in exclaiming the poem in discussion. It's been a long time since I've read in front of the cameras and that scares me more than singing to them. I must get back to being comfortable with that fear and that is done by exclaiming some of my poems again so you may see and hear me again making those poetic exclamations.}

^{Love when it is sincere does not feel guilt and if it feels guilt, then it is because you are not ready to receive love. This song bares the soul of a lover who is willing to face any wolf.}

Letra || Letter

Me cansé, ya no voy a esconderlo
Antes de ti yo no había sentido esto
Perder el pulso por primera vez

Y ya ves, tengo miedo a todo
Porque yo sé, que llevo dentro un lobo
Que no me deja verte sin correr

Te desnudé, tal vez antes de tiempo
Te desnudé, y nos faltó el aliento
La culpa atravesándonos la piel

Voy a coser todos los rotos de tus alas de papel
Subiré de tu mano hasta la torre de Babel
Borraremos la tristeza desde ayer

Con una zanja abierta en el alma
Pensando en mí, el corazón en llamas
No sabe si evitarme o decidir

Con un quizás, ardiendo en la garganta
Yo tan vulgar, tu siempre tan callada
Se trata de salvarse o de vivir

Te desnudé, tal vez antes de tiempo
Te desnudé, y nos faltó el aliento
La culpa atravesándonos la piel

Voy a coser todos los rotos de tus alas de papel
Subiré de tu mano hasta la torre de Babel
Borraremos la tristeza desde ayer

Me cansé, ya no voy a esconderlo
Antes de ti, yo no había sentido esto

^{Music is what gives meaning to my life, my passion for it, it is vital as water to live. Sounds that change my mood in seconds... Music surrounds me, it makes me relive moments that are gone and will not return, it makes me dream, in other words, any kind of music makes me feel great and I enjoy it. I am grateful to all my friends who support my art, my music. To each one of them THANK YOU!}