The man who lost a coin.

y en la penumbra todo se apago, la radio, la televisión, sus manos. Todo se apago como se apagan las cosas un día.

 Sweet home is where we die, sweet home is were the reasons why we cried are, turn off the lights let the danger silence the anger, let the night turn light when this ends, when my words die. And im extrangely happy, after all, the bad things are gone and there is nothing to fear, I know how to be in company, I know how to be alone. Ive learned some basic rules of this universe to break the difference between the man and the beast and to brake down the difference between me in the world and me alone. I am the beast and the man, I am myself always. And my mad words will become one day the absence of the world, for im going out and thats the only think i will give you for the rest of my time, absence and the alredy wroten non-meaningful words.

 I hope you reach happiness for im not going to try nothing more to make it possible and it will only rely on you and the rest of the world to make it possible. There are not ends to the words. By my part I will continue under the trees of my parks for inspiration to take me away from the harm. With some songs and waiting for reasons to come along.

Al fin y al cabo aprendí a despedirme de ciertas cosas mejor en ingles que en español en ese idioma me educaron y para ciertas cosas puede comunicarme mejor. Con el aprendí mis primeras despedidas, y en el es como debo seguir despidiéndome.

Close your eyes, all is dark in here but for me there will always be a spark to follow, my past was good past, I loved you.

Bye bye.